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

Vaeri had been expecting her brother to return right away to her side, as she tilted her head back to look up at the sun, halfway in the sky. It would set some hours later, but the sight of oranges overtaking the white clouds and cascading onto the party made her smile more. Vaeri normally would have taken to a lighten drink like her brother had downed, but she had been tricked into something stronger. At least for the most part, her muscle were loosening. They are coming! An elf, ran in, a male thing holding a cloth to his front as he pointed down the hall. Most of the elves lounging only rose their drinks laughing as they cuddling and conversed about better times, times before they had moved to the lands and had to dispute over it. Even some of the elves in the pool had turned to look at the strange elven man before turning back to the view. Vaeri ignored the man, not amused with his claims. Why do I care? She mustered as she moved about the room. Vaeri sat on one of the lounges by herself, away from the other elves as she looked at the strange elven made slump his head forward and scurry off back down the hallway. Another drink perhaps, sister ? The voice was raspy, and cut on certain words. Vaeri looked to her left, the same direction of the door, as the minotuars poured in through a line. She watched curiously as the first one to enter carrying a barrel over to the cluster of drunken elves who giggled and laughed at the creature. Her eyes saw also the outline of a dark skinned elf, dark black hair surrounded the woman's face, her pointed ears covered by her long hair, there was a familiar scar on her neck, a long slash from one end to the other. Unlike the rest of the elves, she was plaid in black armor, feathers on her shoulders, and she extended a ringed hand carrying another pink drink to Vaeri. Vaeri shoved the drink away frowning. As much as I love to play nice with you Uio, I will not be poisoned by you again. Vaeri spoke softly, hiccuping a bit. Uio's scarred thin lines pulled into an annoyed smug smile. You were six. Such a long time ago. Yet still you trust only Yulik. There was a scabbard on Uio's belt, that was empty of a weapon. Such was a feat they had taken as warriors to not show their weapon in front of their enemies. Yulik nursed me back to help after you grew so jealous of my stature and father's favor of me you began to poison my food. You were just learning to speak again if I recall. Vaeri raised a brow staring up at her sister, she stood nearly as tall as Yulik, at six feet seven, Vaeri was no match for the taller elves. Besides. I'm not dumb enough anymore to trust you. Vaeri extended a hand as if to take the pink drink, instead she tilted it allowing the mixture to fall on the ground. It bubbled and oozed, crackling and eating away some of the beige marble and leaving a hole in the ground. See? You see still hate me dear sister . Vaeri hissed the word out, as Uio glared down with could purple eyes. Uio grinned shrugging her arms at her sister. Such is the game of thrones, my little sister . I hope one day father sees the little nuisance you are and beheads you. Uio leaned closer to Vaeri's ear. Vaeri yawned, as if not amused as Uio tried to hide their quarreling among the other elves. I would be pleased to cut you in half myself. Uio straightened her back laughing, Vaeri only looked at her coldly. Uio..dear older sister ..how did you ever get that scare on your neck? Vaeri pointed to the scar on Uio's neck as she grimaced at her. Vaeri sighed, looking away from her as a servant came up harboring more drinks. Vaeri simply took one smiling as the servant went away. She grabbed another pink drink, smelling it before she took a large swig. If I recall from texts I read, you betrayed father at one point. Instead of beheading his own daughter, he sent one of your soldiers on the battlefield against you. Your solider, by father's order, sliced your throat so you could never speak illy of father again. Vaeri downed the glass as Uio snicked moving away, as if not wishing to hear the rest. Vaeri looked at her backside, smiling before she started laughing. The drink was taking to her quicker than others might, and some elves looked at her funny as she hiccuped. Vaeri found herself moving to the cluster of elves on the other side of the room where the Minotaur were gathering. The back of her dress scooped low, hitting the arch of her butt which was covered by her long hair. There was a pair of three elves in a lounge, a female elf with two other women in her arms. Her pale blue eyes looked up at Vaeri as Vaeri stared down at her. The woman giggled lightly. Hello daughter of King Eluis. Will you drink with my brides and I? The woman raised a large hand up with a glass smiling as her head inclined towards the Minotaur. They are much late to the party, perhaps you could entice them to drink with us? Vaeri looked over her shoulder at the creatures, her cheeks more red then before as she huffed, I am not interested in such matters as making Bull headed men drink what they cannot handle! Vaeri's hands rested on her hips, the dress clung to her form more as she swayed lightly, hiccuping once again. I will however most enjoy a drink with my beloved friend Aitu, and her two brides of the council! Aitu, smiled up at Vaeri as she watched the young girl sway. Vaeri grasped a drink from a passing gold tray of a servant. A green mixture this time, and she clanked glasses kindly with Aitu who laughed. My, my Vaeri! Such is a great word of the beloved treasurer! Aitu herself had seemed to be drinking, and her tongue slipped on words about Vaeri it mostly wouldn't have as well. Vaeri and Aitu rose their glasses, Vaeri's back to the Minotaur as she downed the green liquid. She gulped before leaning forward gasping at the taste as Aitu laughed at her. Too strong? Vaeri put a hand on her lips as she hiccuped. I'll be quite okay dear Aitu. I just- Vaeri swirled around a little too fast, almost falling over as she stumbled. Need to find my brother Yulik, have you see him? Vaeri squinted her eyes looking in the crowd as she straightened herself. She was tripping over her own words. Not quite. Only when you first arrived. Drink more dear Vaeri! Vaeri twisted back, raising a brow at Aitu who laughed at the girl. You look like you've never drank real drinks before Vaeri! Vaeri smiled, hands on her hips again as she began to giggle unable to control herself the more she went. I've drank you under the table before Aitu! Shall we go again? Vaeri leaned over the woman who grinned. Aitu pointed to one of the bull men, as if challenging them. Let's see who can out drink one of them! Aitu said sitting up and allowing the two woman on her to position themselves against her again as she waved her hand. Servant! More drinks! Vaeri grinned down at Aitu giggling slightly. How about it? A game of drinks for our new companions! Aitu tilted her head as Vaeri swayed looking over her shoulder at the strange creatures.