The bets placed on the pair were fairly low, but there were a few on both sides. It seemed that at least some of the onlookers were either willing to risk their coin on someone they did not know, or the Nord was simply not known for being skillful at the game. Once all bets were placed, the Nord grabbed the dagger and laid his hand out on the table with his fingers spread out. "Alright, game's pretty simple. One of us stabs at the points between your fingers in whatever speed and order you want, then the other has to match it at the same or faster speed. We go until someone hesitates, slows down, messes up the order, or stabs their own hand. Oh, and just to make sure you're not just stabbing at random, there's a limit on how many you can make. We'll make it ten for this one.Easy, right? I'll go first."

The Nord started out at a brisk pace, but Ahnasha could tell he was being cautious. She followed his movements carefully, which, at their current speed, were not too difficult to follow. She could understand his strategy, though. He likely did not want to risk making a mistake at first when he did not even know the skill of his opponent, so he wanted to gauge what she could do. Once the pattern was set, Ahnasha laid out her left hand on the table, since it still had all of its fingers, and took the knife in her right. Following the pattern he set, she was able to mimic the Nord at his speed with no issue, though by the reaction of the onlookers, it was not really an impressive feat. 

When it came time for Ahnasha to set the pattern, she had to decide on how to approach it. She felt confident that her training would give her a definite advantage, since, when she did use blades, it was almost always in a precise manner directed at vital areas, or gaps in armor. However, she did not want to show all of her capabilities at once, so the speed and patter she set was faster than the Nord's, but not so fast that they could not believe she was a beginner. Still, with each stab of the knife being so close to her fingers, she was feeling an adrenaline rush by the time her pattern was set. It was a dangerous game, but to her, that danger was exciting. 

Ahnasha expected that the Nord would be able to keep up, but surprisingly, he seemed to have a significant amount of difficulty mimicking her pattern. He had to concentrate for a few seconds at first to get the pattern down in his head, then seemed quite nervous as he was carrying it out. As he was nearing the end, he slipped up and held his dagger in the air for noticeably longer than Ahnasha had. He finished the pattern regardless, but he knew he had made a mistake. 

"I...think I'm going to have to call that one. You hesitated, she wins." The Imperial sailor said once he finished, with a few of the others nodding in agreement. Ahnasha had expected it to end with one of them being stabbed, but she supposed there was more than one way to lose. She now had a few more coins to her name once the bets were paid out, though it was only really enough to make a more enticing bet if she put all of her gold into the next one. First, however, she looked to Fendros with a grin, wondering if he would live up to his challenge and step up as well.

Kaleeth shook her head. "No, it is never cold in Black Marsh. I remember hearing that it could be in other places, but I never imagined it could get so cold that water would freeze without even using magic. That almost seems unbelievable." She commented, trying to imagine how being in such a place would feel. The only experience she really had with cold was frost spells, and Sabine said that it wasn't quite painful like that. She could not understand how it was possible for water to be freezing on its own, but the air still be comfortable enough to live in. "You said that wearing thick clothes makes you warm? I didn't know that; the most clothes I've ever wore at once is this, or that terrible dress."