Holding one hand in the other while she watched on, Ariel tried not to betray a nervousness in her expression. "No..." she replied slowly, thinking quickly to come up with a reason. At least she didn't have to explain why Sabine was as antisocial as she was. "... Sabine is... she hasn't come of age yet. Meesei, that Argonian friend of mine I arrived with, she's-" Ariel breathed in, knowing what to say now, "-a foster mother." Her tone was much surer with the last words. She looked at Rukeewei directly, "They will be travelling some more."

Sabine placed one foot back a little and held the next ball up behind her. She still kept her beady expression, but she aimed carefully for a harder throw. The Khajiit raised one eyebrow and smiled at the girl's attempt. He loved it when they got cocky with his little game, it meant me might not have to give a prize away. With a strength that contradicted her build, Sabine pitched the leather ball so hard it almost made a whistling sound through the air before slamming suddenly into the board. The board wobbled, threatening to fall forward, but stilled itself. The noise the ball made and where it had landed silenced everyone in the immediate vicinity, not least of which the now wide-eyed Khajiit. The ball hadn't quite gotten through the small hole, but it was lodged in firmly, past halfway. The ball bulged out either side and was stuck fast. Before the bewildered Khajiit could step up to remove it, Sabine reared and threw the last ball in a similar fashion. The last ball hit the previous one so hard that it shoved it through the board and out the other side, while somehow the last one bounced into the frame of the pavilion that the challenge was housed and back into one of the larger holes of the board.

Sabine didn't show triumph in her face, but she had a victorious confidence in her stance. Ariel looked rather shocked, not sure whether to be impressed or mortified. The Khajiit was also shocked, but tried to recover the situation. "Err, well, uhm... yes!" The Khajiit stammered, "Yes! This one knew! This one could see you had skill, remember?" he pointed to his eye again with a nervous grin, "And for this great skill, this one shall give you..." The Khajiit turned around and rummaged around the prizes, before turning around with a trinket in his hands, "... this! A charm bracelet that will provide you good luck!" He leaned forward and held out the cheap looking chain copper bracelet that held a few dainty symbols. Sabine carefully took the bracelet and walked back to Ariel and Rukeewei. The Khajiit's expression changed to one of relief once Sabine had her back turned.

Ariel laughed in an effort to dismiss the situation as Sabine returned. "Excellent throwing! What did you win, Sabine?" She asked.

Sabine glanced up at Ariel, but had her attention fixed on the bracelet that she held up in front of her. "Bracelet." Sabine said at a volume almost too quiet to hear over the crowd, "He was cheating."

"I think you might be right, that top scoring hole was too small for the balls to fit through. There was no way to get that dagger." Ariel replied, as they began to walk again.

Sabine shook her head and held the bracelet up for Ariel to see, "He said good luck. No enchantment." Sabine looked onwards as the walked, but kept the bracelet in her hand.

"Hm," Ariel smiled in response. She might have to fill Sabine in on the concept of monetary value if she had initially believed that a sideshow would have something like a luck fortification charm for one of their prizes. "We might take a look at some of the other games. Perhaps there are some fairer ones around."

Ahnasha was truly ravenous with the fish Fendros had bought. He wanted to warn her to slow down so she wouldn't get sick, but he doubted it would have made a difference. "Another thing to ask Meesei, I think. Unless you felt like asking the vendor." Fendros said, looking back at the grill for a moment. Maybe later, the vendor would still be there. For now, he walked beside Ahnasha casually to take in the sights. "So, is it harder to fish in the salt water? I've only fished around the Nibenay Basin most of my life, but you would have been by the ocean in Leyawiin, right?"

The next song made Janius look curiously upwards as if the instructions for how to dance to it were in the sky. "What on Nirn is this?" He said, but it looked like Meesei wasn't sure either. Deciding just to try and have fun with it, Janius tried his best to adapt to the rest of the dancers, most of whom were Bosmer at least a head shorter than him. It was full of movements that seemed to require more balance than Janius had practice to pull off effectively. On a couple of occasions he stumbled. He was glad for the Argonian alcohol that seemed to still be dampening his self consciousness. Soon enough it just came down to keeping up with Meesei, that was the real challenge here. Even if everyone else seemed far more familiar with the dance than they were, he didn't want to give up on this before she did.