Exton

His laugh is booming, drawing attention to the booth. People wander over as the two Vikings clasp hands. Tori nudges Weebit out of her chair, taking her place as the little woman slips into the blonde Sidhe's lap. She leans back, crossing her legs.

"I wrestle winner."

There is a pause as both men look at her. Tannr's expression is blank, almost as if not understanding. Guunnar smiles, a slow smile that brings wicked thoughts to mind.

"Du wrestle very vell, Viper." The toe of her boot strikes the giant's thigh and he grimaces. "Ach, du vant make me lose? Da pain... da pain!" He rolls his eyes in mock agony, never losing his grip on Tannr's hand.

"Want some cheese with that whine, Big Man?" Stoney grins as Alise and Laila follow him with the girls. Tomas points at Tannr, then Guunnar.

Ob's voice joins in as he brings his family to watch. "I'll take that bet Tommy. One of my favorite stones against yours." The little boy looks at his uncle and claps.

"Your favorite nephew just bet against you Guunnar. He thinks Erik's brother will beat you."

Chloe's dragon lands on Pandora's shoulder, cocking her head to watch. There is a rumble from Weebit's shoulder, and the fuzzy collar of her top raises its head to inspect the young female. Torks curls his tail closer around Weebit's slender throat, turning his gaze back to the combatants and pointedly ignoring the female.

Keon smiles as he sees Ike stop to talk to Raina and Ky'thyri. The women work their way closer as Monty counts down the start. Guunnar settles his elbow, waiting for the push of Tannr's hand. When it comes, he stiffens his arm, taking it as the other man adds pressure. He begins to frown in concentration as he feels even more pressure coming to bear. Their hands sway back and forth, not much, but enough to show both men are doing more than just testing each other.

The two struggle, each refusing to give. Their concentration is on each other, ignoring the cheering that has started around them. Raina leans over the back of Tannr's bench, leaning forward to watch closely. Ky'thyri leans on the back of Guunnar's. Tannr's strength seems to falter and Guunnar looks up to grin. He catches a glimpse of Raina's breast almost exposed by the press of the bench. He pauses, staring as she takes a breath and Tannr slams the bigger man's hand to the table.

Cheers explode around them, but neither notices. Tannr's gaze is on the Wyldfae as she leans on her folded arms. The pressure has her top stretched so tight it looks about to rip.

"Ob... pay up." Tori laughs "Although I don't think Tannr really won. I give that win to Raina and Ky." She grins at the women. "So... does that mean I get to wrestle the two of you?"

Guunnar tears his eyes away from the luscious delight before him, giving Tori a lecherous grin.

"Only if ve gets to vatch."