Tales of the Jewel

Tarset smirked a bit at Ali. "You're allowed to brag a little, just remember this was just day one." Looking to Lamis, she gave a small nod. "Indeed. Bow's are not my thing, but it is an interesting competition to watch. I suppose I always stand out against the many average Mekham that surround me, ...

Is there a particular time of day on D2 that bets are made? For example, would we be able to make a bet after seeing the EE competition for a bit of info? Mostly curious for IC purposes.

So the morning was for announcing names an potentially boasting was it? That all meant a bit of a read on who to bet on later. Tarset found a place to observe, but truth told, she was bad at remembering names. Faces... faces she was better at. (Open for approach to distract from actually paying atte...

The were two times Tarset visited the House; sunrise, and sunset. The day before had been sunrise, but that morning had other plans, so she went straight from watching the competition to the temple. It was a little later than she was used to, but she wasn't foreign to being out after the lanterns we...

Tarset had said she'd be there to observe the competition, and so she was. She was dressed no more formally than usual, though really it was also no less as well. Finding a place to sit and watch, she didn't recognize all the archers, though she recognized the dancer and the yodotai from the evening...

"I imagine," Tarset noted. She paused and glanced once again to the singer before nodding her chin toward Raya. "So if you speak Ra'Shari well, what's she singing about?"

Qasim nodded "Indeed I do, their trading caravan doesn't always have much worth considering but they travel far and wide so they occasionally pick up curiosities." She guessed there was some sort of merchant's pride involved in the comments, but it didn't really matter to her. "How many languages d...

She shrugged a bit. "I never thought of that as an issue. After all, this is all about attention. The more people that come to watch, the better for egos, hm?"

Pity ir isn't a race. The horse would make you a shoe in.

"It'd be a poor tournament if the organizer grows offended by you finding a winner," she remarked with a smirk. "Besides, I heard there was some sort of prize for the winner. That's got to be worth it."