Peiter rolled his eyes once everyone started to look at him. "Oh fine, fine. I'll talk to him. Let's pool our coin and I'll head up there." Once they had collected together the coin they had on them, Peiter stood up and started up the stairs. Ciinriel, after looking around nervously for a moment, decided to follow. She did not particularly want to talk to the Cathay, but she did want to watch to make sure everything went alright. 

On the next deck up, Peiter headed towards the stern of the ship. He passed a few of the crew on the way back, but it seemed to be much less crowded than usual in the ship. He supposed that a large portion of the crew must have been above decks. As he approached the Cathay quartermaster, he decided to be simple and direct. With the Cathay's personality, he supposed that approach would be one he would appreciate, or at least not be annoyed by. "Hello, I'd like to buy something from you. Wine, specifically. Or any alcohol, really."

Whether from the encouragement of her friends, or just her own determination, Kaleeth let out a scream as she charged forward at the Altmer. She kept her arms raised to protect her head, which did allow the Altmer to land a solid blow on her ribs, but Kaleeth did not care. Since the Altmer had gone for a strike instead of dodging, Kaleeth was able to tackle her to the deck. The force from her charge was, again, more than the woman had been expecting, so she did not react quickly enough to Kaleeth's next move. 

Once on the ground, Kaleeth brought herself up to her knees on top of the Altmer and delivered a swift punch to her jaw. It was not as hard as she could have struck, but it was certainly enough to leave a mark. The woman tried to shove her off, but Kaleeth was able to hold her down with surprising ease. After Kaleeth delivered another blow to her stomach, the Altmer started to hit back once more. Even while in this less-than-advantageous position, she was still quick enough to give another solid blow to Kaleeth's snout before she could raise her guard. 

Not intent on just trading blows, Kaleeth grabbed a hold of both of her opponent's arms. One she simply held down against the deck, but the other she started to twist backwards. The Altmer struggled in every way she could, but she simply didn't have the strength to resist her. Kaleeth did not twist her arm far enough to break it, but she kept it at a constantly painful point, until the woman realized her struggles were in vain. "Ahhrg, fine, you win!"