Ahnasha noticed how Sabine was slowly becoming more expressive. By this point, it almost wasn't a surprise anymore. Meesei was still elsewhere talking to the Argonian couple, but the rest of the group eventually returned to their places observing the competition. The judges had gone through over half of the submissions by this point, though Rukeewei's had not yet been judged. Ahnasha couldn't help but to chuckle at Fendros' response to the spicy nature of the wrap, even if she would have been the same way. She simply didn't bother taking the risk in the first place. "Well, I still need to finish this beetle. I know the vendor in the middle of the square will let you pick one item for free, if you like, though everything after that will cost. You should get something you've never tried before; there is definitely a lot to choose from. I even saw a few Khajiit pastries, and they smelled authentic too."

Meesei glanced down at the nut Saabo-Ma was eating. Given that she had been living in Cyrodiil for years, she was actually familiar with chestnuts. She did not eat them often, as she preferred meat, but they grew in the area. She looked back up at Saboo and nodded politely. [i]"Certainly, I will have one. Actually, I have been to the area of Cyrodiil where they grow. It is quite a different place from Black Marsh. As for me, my name is Meesei."[/i] She answered. Based on how expansive the festival was, she had a feeling that the couple were a bit biased with the importance they placed on local wine. Still, she could not argue its quality. Like pretty much everything in the marsh, the local berries used to make most of the wines grew in abundance with little effort. The only difficulty came with transporting them before they could rot. [i]"My friend is a Breton from Morrowind named Ariel. She has been working on opening an apothecary soon, perhaps even today. She can make anything from cures to cosmetics, and is quite talented."[/i]