"Meesei teaches me magic as well. It is hard, but I think it is interesting." Sabine responded before Peiter won the hand. When the round ended, she sighed as if frustrated, but had a good natured smile. She took another sip and actually found the drink to be not quite as bad as before. It was probably the alcohol dulling her senses. Once she put the bottle down, she ran a hand down Peiter's arm and let out a giggle, "You're mean!"

Tzirret responded to Ciinriel's comment. "Maybe they just..." He stopped to hiccup, making his shoulders jolt, "...maybe they had reeeally nice clothes. Tzirret would play games for nice clothes. Khajiit hears silk is good in this weather." He gave a small laugh for no discernible reason, probably some vague joke he came up with in his drunken mind. His language was, again, regressing in the process.

The next round wrapped up with Sabine winning. "Hmm..." She narrowed her eyes at everyone, almost settling on Peiter, before turning around to Ciinriel, "Your drink!"

"I should give you a stupid name, Peiter," Tzirret slurred as he leaned to one side and pointed to Peiter, his other fist on his knee, "As Tzirret is cloudy-cat, Peiter will be..." Tzirret's finger curled closed slowly as a look of intense thought dominated his face. His ears perked and his eyes widened when he came up with something, "...stinky-pig!"

Sabine ended up bursting into such laughter that she leaned forward and struggled to keep her cards hidden. It was such a silly, childish name, but Peiter was right when he said a drunken Tzirret was hilarious. It also helped that Sabine had drunk enough that she was liable to laugh at almost anything.

"What? Your skin is pink, and you stink with sweat in this place!" Tzirret wasn't sure whether everyone's reaction was from his own humour succeeding or failing.

As Janius had thought, the Khajiit was indeed more skilled. His moves were smarter and more thought out, not like the wild strikes of the Altmer. Janius and Fendros still called out encouragement to Kaleeth, but he showed some concern as she was outmanoeuvred and pinned to the ground. It seemed like she would lose the fight, but just as it looked like there was no recovery, she brought out more of her strength. The Khajiit was thrown with what could be considered superhuman force by Kaleeth. Janius wasn't sure whether it was a good idea, but he cheered anyway, caught in the moment.

Fendros didn't show any sign of regret. He cupped his hands around his mouth to shout encouragement, "Go! Keep him on the floor!"