Tales of the Jewel

"There is actually a great tradition of Senpet bowmen, from what I understand... but it is not one with which I am familiar. I can't imagine most Rokugani would let me use one of their bows either. No, I am no archer." She paused. "This is about the contest that starts tomorrow, yes? Are you asking ...

Qasim smirked "knowing the Khadi sponsoring the tournament some money will likely be thrown around, how much is hard to say. But rumor has it that she is offering a boon to the winner or the winner's patron should they be a sponsored contestant. A favor of a person of her standing is a prize indeed...

Plus a horse.

Tarset let a bit of a canine grin out as well. "Insider information Ali, I feel as if I have already won at the betting pools."

It made sense. Tarset just nodded. "I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. I'm certain you aren't the only merchant of means that will be sponsoring someone at the tournament. Have you heard what the prize will be yet even? I suppose there's something to be said for prestige alone, though prestige does...

"A mercenary hmmm? Interesting." He eyed her again up and down "A fitting career path I'd say. Beholden only to yourself and whatever coin you need to survive. I can respect that, I'll keep it in mind, my work can take me to some dangerous places and I am not a man of violence. Having capable back ...

Tarset gave a low, sharp laugh, arms folding. "You tell me. From what I can gather, your a learned man of the Dahabi, and I always gathered they taught reading others. Do I look or act like someone practiced in the bow?"

"I am not participating, so perhaps I'll need to put a long shot bet on one of you. Perhaps there is more than is said from one of you." She gave a slight smirk.

Capoeira?

Surely he doesn't think...

Tarset smirked a bit. "If you do sayyid, that isn't it. Hate to break it to you, but I'm not Rokugani. Feel like they'd be offended to hear I was mistaken for one."