89 Tavern Games II (1/2)
Everyone stopped what they were doing and focused on the table where Don and Frann were going to have an arm-wrestling match.
”Alright lock your arms me king, Frann” Don and Frann placed their elbows on the center of the table and locked Don's right hand with Frann's right.
”Go”
Even Ken and Benedict paused their discussion and came to see the match while Elrond stood on the bar counter to get a better view.
It was clear that Don's biceps were smaller than Fran's however as seconds passed Don looked calm and cool unlike Frann who's trying his best to force down Don's hand but Don's hand never even moved a bit.
”wen sotz hand's kat ae rock”
(man his hand's like a rock)
Seeing Don's hand was not moving, a goblin crawled towards the table and poked Don's bicep with his little finger before a dwarf pulled him away.
Frann's bicep looked like two stones in his arm covered by flesh while no one could see Don's biceps as it was covered by his long sleeve shirt, but previously his long-sleeved seemed a little loose and now it was stretched by Don's muscles.
”Let's finish it shall we?” Don calmly said and started to push down Frann's arm little by little.
”Oh come on you clearly have more muscles than him, push him down” Amaryll shouted at Frann from the crowd.
Amaryll's shout didn't help Frann as his arm got closer and closer to the table.
”You put up a good fight” as he said Don pushed down Frann's arm as the coins and the drinks on the tables went up and down due to the force of Frann's hand hitting the table.
The crowd went crazy when Frann's hand hit the tables, the dwarves jumped up and down in joy as although the elves didn't celebrate like dwarves, they were drinking and booing Frann and his supporters.
”Me king ye be stronger than we thought” Don saw Stodemar standing among the dwarves with Arwen and his group.
”Toast for our king ” Stodemar raised his mug toasted to Don and everyone in the tavern did the same with cheering and roaring in joy.
”Keep this” while everyone was celebrating Don threw a gold coin to Frann and said. Catching the coin, Frann's eyes almost jumped out of his sockets in surprise but he quickly controlled his excitement and thanked Don with a deep bow.
Seeing Don giving out a gold coin to Frann everyone got excited.
”Me king, can I challenge ye ta a match?” Stodemar pushed away Frann and asked Don and behind Stodemar, there were many dwarves lining up to challenge Don in case he accepted.
Don knew what was motivating these people to challenge him
”Beat me you'll get double the amount Frann got, lose you'll get nothing”
The moment Don said this, the excitement on the dwarves' faces disappeared, however Stodemar didn't back away as he nodded and placed his elbow on the table before Don.
”Lock your arms” Don and Stodemar locked their arms and the tavern went back from shouting and roaring to deathly silence again just like before when Don was challenged by Frann.
”Come on, Don” Arrora cheered for Don while drinking the last of her ale from the mug. The tray Arrora brought now had many empty mugs but she still asked for refills while watching the match.
Unlike before the match between Don and Stodemar ended up very quickly when Don easily pushed down Stodemar's arms
”Me king, let's do best o' three” Stodemar couldn't believe that he was beaten in mere seconds and asked for a rematch.
”Don't you have any shame” someone from the crowd shouted at Stodemar as everyone started to laugh again.
”Your majesty, I'll challenge you next” one by one people in the tavern decided to challenge Don and one by one kept losing. Every time Don beat someone Arrora would shout to cheer and finish the ale in one gulp.
During the matches surprisingly Don was challenged by goblins which made everyone laugh till their stomach aches. Don didn't know what motivated the little goblins to do this or what were they thinking but he still gave them a chance. Don couldn't lock his arm with goblins's little hand so he just used his pointing finger to push down the challenger goblin's arm.
As far as Don concerned it was a good opportunity to get to know the people in Everlight and bond with them. After beating many people inside the tavern Don left the table while others continued the game.
While walking away Don could see Arrora walking unsteadily due to the obvious hangover.
”Sorry” Arrora tripped but she was able to grab Don's shoulder and steady herself without falling. Don sighed and helped her to find the chair and sit.
”I think I had too much of this” Arrora said, pointing at the empty mug in her hand.
”You think?”
Hearing Don, Arrora laughed and looked kinda funny to Don, unlike the calm and cool person she was before drinking all this ale.
”Why you don't drink?”
Don realized Arrora turned on her talk freely mode in hangover
”At first you take the drink then the drink takes you,” Don said and signaled at the waitress to bring him a lemon and hot water as the waitress giggled and went back to get the remedy.
”I don't understand” Arrora scratched her head in confusion
”Yes, now in your condition you won't”