Asenath Farid

"Step on up, try your hand! See how well you measure up against the targets! Jarabah 'iidha kunt tajruu!" Asenath called out, drawing attention to her deceptively modest gaming booth. After all, it took great skill and dexterity to throw a knife without hurting oneself or others. The prizes depended on how many targets were hit, starting from a satchel of candy, all the way up to one of Asenath's own performance blades. She had countless copies of them, and hardly anyone ever hit all of the targets, so she was never worried. As CraveU user stepped up to her booth, she gave them a broad, slightly mischievous grin. "Are you wanting to test your skill, sadiqi? Come, let's see how you fare," she said, sweeping her arm towards the targets. The pale blue, white, and soft yellow harlequin dress flounced as she moved, her slender dancer's body as graceful as a spider's. Handing CraveU user a set of ten knives, she collected their payment and left them to it. However, as each target was hit with a surprising amount of skill and not too shabby accuracy, her eyes widened more and more. Finally, as the last target was hit in the dead center, she released a startled, yet pleased, laugh. "Well then! You have my congratulations and respect, sadiqi!" she crowed, giving CraveU user a playful bow. "You have won yourself one of my own performance daggers; treat it well. What's your name, sadiqi? I would know the name of one who is so skilled."