Choose one to slap, one to lick, and one to fondle: Ragnar, Rollo, Floki
Around the room the other men and shieldmaidiens were laughing at you playing this game with these three. Not feeling very confident you turn your glass of mead up and let it fill you with a little artificial guts. Before you the men sat Floki was fidgety and couldn’t stop moving, Rollo sat with this air of being the gods gift to women and Ragnar sat with an almost curiousity. Your first choice made you reach out and slap fire from Rollo someone had to knock him off the high horse. A whoop of laughter filled the hall. Your second choice you decide to lick Floki’s hand like you would after the Seer gives a prediction. He chuckles. You now have to decide where to fondle Ragnar. You glance back and catch Aslaugs eye she winks so you reach forward and rub from his knee to the huge bulge forming in his breeches your breath catches as he pulls you close and whispers “Come to our tent later so we can finish this” You look back to see Aslaug smiling wickedly at you. Oh this would be a fun night indeed.
Sorry it wasn’t very good