"Let's start simple then," Zierra drew a few designs int he dirt as she thought for a moment. "Aha! When I was much younger I once entered a competitive race among my people, annoymously, and won."
I tuned my hearing to her heartbeat and found it beating steady. "I would say that's true and that you're mother must have been exstatic to have found out."
She scoffed. "If by exstatic you mean grounding me to my quarters for two weeks then yes. Not that I actually stayed in my room the whole time," she shot me a wink. "I was a notorious escape artist."
"My turn then," I tossed a few senarios in my head before settling on one that should be relatively easy to figure out. "Kari once stabbed a patron through the hand with her dagger when he tried to reach across the bar for her."
