Thread: Festival of Warring Races ||Lagertha x Google||

Vaeri waited patiently for the reply, but she seemed to not get it right away. Only, the creature in front of them piddled around in his large back pocket pulling something kind of pouch out that looked relatively strange to the two of them. Aitu looked as bewildered or more so then Vaeri herself as he opened the pouch, turned it over and poured out the silver ingots. The chunks clanked against a table, rattling the poor thing and threatening to break it in two. Aitu grasped the table with both her hands, looking at the peculiar metal as the male spoke. She shrugged, having no idea what the things importance could be. How do we know this is even of equal portion to our wager? Aitu stated looking at the male curiously. She turned to Vaeri as the girl leaned forward, her hands going over the strange metal. She didn't hiccup, as if the brightness of the metal had some how sobered her a bit to hear what he was saying it was. Gromil...we haven't forged with this in centuries Aitu. Vaeri mused, rolling her small fingers over the ingots. She flicked her fingers against it, recoiling them in pain as she shook her hand. Owe! Vaeri sucked on the red fingers as Aitu looked at her laughing. Well! What did you think it was going to feel like when you flicked it Vaeri? Like a lamb's wool? Aitu rattled with amusement, turning some of the other elves heads as more seemed to pour into the party. Ahhh! Vaeri more of our kind arrive! Will your father be joining us? Vaeri, sucking her fingers still as she rose a brow to Aitu's question. How would I know? He has forty wives! He may be busy! Vaeri glared at Aitu for a moment as she turned to watch the bull man who sat across the table from them. She watched him bark an order, amused as a smaller Minotaur did as he asked, fetching two more mugs. She watched, curiosity striking her as he poured the mugs full, looking at the brim of froth as he extended his hand out. Vaeri and Aitu had to grasp the mugs with both hands, and Aitu looked at the substance with a disgusted expression. Vaeri looked at her, blank expression for a while. You didn't think this through properly you know? Aitu looked at Vaeri, before cracking up laughing. What do you care? I'm more wasted than you, I just hold my liquor better! Isn't that right girls? Aitu rose her voice, raising the mug above her head. Sati and Tuil looked up, groaning and shaking their heads. She always drinks! Always! Sati said, a tall blond woman. At least she's right she can hold her liquor, how many times she's gotten past the King plastered...I've lost count Sati. Tuil retorted, her hair was the color of emeralds, her eyes matched the color. Have fun our love. Was all Tuil said afterwords before closing her eyes on Sati's chest. Aitu grinned, laughing roughly as Vaeri shook her head at her. Don't give me that look Vaeri! Seventy seven other council elders, of which only you and my brides seem to notice when I'm blitzed off my ass! Aitu sat the mug in her lap, clapping her hands together above it. Let's begin then Vaeri! He's already beating us! Aitu exclaimed, pointing at the creature in front of them. You've set me up for failure yet again Aitu! This prize would have been worth winning had we had the proper numbers! This game is unfair! The number are in his favor! Needless to say you bet my virtue on such a stupid bet! Vaeri was angry, but Atu ignored her, lifting the mug to her lips and chugging it as best she could. She down about a third of it, putting it down with froth on her upper lip. What can I say? I enjoy a good drink! Aitu looked at Vaeri's twitching brows. What? Vaeri leaned forward, breaking out in laughter at the froth on Aitu's face, it dripping off the corners. What is so funny you can't look me in the face Vaeri! You look ridiculous Aitu! Get that off your lip! Vaeri cackled, amused as Aitu grunted, wiping the froth off her arm. Ahhh..Bottoms up then? Atu grinned at Vaeri nudging her on the shoulder. That's the princess I know! Always up for a good challenge! Aitu picked up her mug, drinking another third of it seemingly with no problem. Vaeri watched her bring the mug down before Aitu shrugged her shoulders. I think we can win this Vaeri- Aitu yawned, almost falling face first into the mug. She jerked back up looking at Vaeri who had only began to raise the mug to her lips. Hey! Is that your second one already? Aitu leaned in closer to Vaeri who looked at her strangely. Shut up Aitu! I need to concentrate! Aitu grinned, as Vaeri snarled at her lifting the mug up and taking a few small gulps. She pushed her arms forward, making a disgusted face. Ugh! This is the worst thing I've tasted! Aitu couldn't hold back a cackle from the comment. How can you even stand this Aitu? I thought the poor serpent wine was bad! Aitu lifted her hands up, shrugging. I can't taste it tell you the truth! I'm too far gone in the liquor! Aitu grinned, standing and placing the mug on the table. Hurry up and catch up Vaeri! Vaeri watched her, stumble a bit away and lean against a pillar. I just need the bathroom! Aitu grabbed her pale blue lips, before she turned to look at Vaeri. Strong ale! Aitu grinned through her hand before she ran down the hallway as fast as she could. Vaeri hiccuped, looking at the ale she had only taken a few gulps of. She took a long breath, lifting it up to her lips again to drink some more, before putting it down. Barely, there was barely even a dent in it. I won't surrender! Vaeri hiccuped the words out as she started to drink more and more of the ale. Light weight as Vaeri was, she got about a sixteenth of the ale down before she placed the mug down, blinking as she looked around the party. She tried to keep her eyes open, but she squinted her eyes on the verge of passing out. Aitu set me up for failure! Vaeri grumbled the drunken slurred words.