Ariel and Sabine stopped and looked back at Rukeewei. After a glance at Sabine, Ariel smiled and nodded, "Of course."

With Rukeewei with them, they proceeded to the throwing challenge. It appeared to be made up of a wooden surface of planks painted with various scores and sawed out with holes of varying sizes. From a few metres away, participants tossed small leather balls to try and score enough points for one of the mundane prizes on offer. The smallest and hardest to hit hole was the only one that provided enough points to win the major prize; a dagger made from moonstone and quicksilver. Elven. The sign that the smiling Ohmes-raht Khajiit operating the game stood by read in three languages: two gold purchased three throws.

At first Sabine still stood away as the next few people tested their skill. Few people got anywhere near the difficult hole, and most conceded for the easier objectives and walked away somewhat unsatisfied, but nonetheless entertained. Fishing for eyes in the crowd, the Khajiit man quickly spotted Sabine, Ariel, and Rukeewei watching. His ears perked up and he grinned. "Would any of you like to test your skill?" He beckoned them forward, pointing to his eye with one hand, "I can see you have skill in your arms, yes, this one knows. This one can tell." His encouragement was likely something he told all prospective customers.

Ariel put a hand on Sabine's shoulder. "Go on," Ariel said, trying to ward away Sabine's anxiety.

Sabine looked left and right, then stepped forward furtively, trying not to draw attention to herself. She drew two coins from her purse and held them forward for the Khajiit man. "Excellent! Perhaps you will be the one to win the princess' dagger, hm?" He said, taking the coins politely from her hand and flourishing towards the grand prize. With a sleight of hand trick, the man produced three leather balls seemingly out of nowhere and handed them to Sabine. They felt overly springy in her hands, they would likely bounce easily. "Good luck to you, young mistress!" The Khajiit said, holding his grin the entire time.

"My sister is normally very shy. More so than your brother, I believe." Ariel explained to Rukeewei quietly while they watched on, "It is good to see that she is coming out to the world like this. Even if is just in little steps."

Sabine took her first throw. It was a carefully aimed overarm throw that seemed to be underpowered, but well controlled. It hit the smallest hole directly, but bounced off the rim and down the front of the board. Sabine creased her brow, that was a direct hit! It became clear in that moment that the smallest hole was actually too small to fit the balls. A classic trick by games like this, but a betrayal in Sabine's eyes. She still had two shots left though.

"Well, I'm not sure if I need another portion this big," Fendros said through his second to last mouthful of the lamia tail, "but if I pick something out..." he swallowed, "... I get to taste a mouthful, okay?" he smiled, bowed his head forward and raised his brows.

They walked amongst the food stalls some more. They came across some grills that had a strong aniseed-like smell coming from some fish that were being fried. They were each about twice the size of his hand and were plump with fat and meat. They weren't any fish that Fendros recognised, but they looked and smelled tasty. Fendros approached finned, dull-orange Argonian that was cooking the fish, he wore nothing but a pair of trousers and an apron, but had a friendly grin that had a few crooked teeth. Fendros smiled back and pointed to the fish, "What are these?"

"Opah fish, friend. Spiced with my own mix, but fresh from morning's catch!" The cook was loud and boisterous, but somewhat endearing.

"Is it safe for us to eat?" Fendros asked.

"What you say?" The Argonian angled one side of his head towards Fendros. The man must have been hard of hearing.

"Is it safe for us to eat?" Fendros said slower and more clearly, pointing to himself and Ahnasha.

"Ah! Yes! Good for you! Good for child!" He pointed to Fendros and Ahnasha's stomach respectively, "Eight gold per fish!" The Argonian said over the sound of the sizzling. He raised a finger as Fendros reached into his purse, "Just don't eat more than two in a day, or you'll throw up! Hehehe!"

The cook's antics made Fendros grin as he passed enough gold to him to purchase one of the opah for them to share. The cook took one of the cooked ones from near the edge of the grill and placed it in a large thick green leaf before passing it to them. Fendros was grateful for the leaf preventing the freshly cooked fish from burning his hand. Being careful not to burn himself, Fendros pulled back the charred skin of the fish and beheld the steaming scales of flesh underneath. The meat came apart easily, like cooked salmon. He lifted a chunk into his mouth with his fingers and the meat melted away with a fantastic taste. It wasn't strongly spiced, but it was rich and satisfying. Fendros suddenly felt as if he could eat the whole thing, but he had bought it for Ahnasha, and the warning from the cook might have been in regards to its richness.

"It's so rich," Fendros remarked with a chuckle as he passed the leaf to Ahnasha, "Try it. It's like... pork belly, except it's fish."

Janius couldn't help but taunt Meesei after her display of dancing prowess faded when things took a turn for the Heartland. He was surprised that they would even play such a song, but he didn't question fate this time. "Aw, where did all that grace go?" Janius said patronisingly with a grin, "Come now, you don't want to get shown up by your lesser, do you?" The last of the song finished with a signature changing of beats that threw most people off except those familiar with it. It was one last display of dancing skill that Janius could show off before it concluded. The audience clapped to the musicians, who had performed a superb and creative rendition of the song with their exotic instruments. Janius stood to catch his breath and clapped as well. "One more round?" Janius dared Meesei.