Janet
*The Khajiit continued to walk along the docks, slowly but warily looking around. He came into view of the stranger, but as he did, the stranger also came into view of him. He turned his head slowly, smiling, and spoke in a quiet tone of voice.*

"Ah... Khajiit sees he is not alone here."
Michael
*Janelle holds her daggers tight. A Khajiit! She spring from the shadows and onto the cat's back, sinking a dagger into the shoulder of his armor. As she goes to pull out, she realizes her dagger has become embedded in his armor. Quickly, she leaps off, rolls, and stands facing him.*

"You pick a bad time to get lost cat!" *Janelle spats, preparing for her next attack.*
Janet
"Ha, bold and overconfident! Then let us dance!"

*The Khajiit quickly drew the swords from his hip. Two slender swords of ebony with golden hilts that absorbed some of the nighttime light. He flourished the blades, breaking into a sprint as he bounced around Janelle, slashing and thrusting in quick succession.*
Michael
*The Khajiit was quick, very quick! But Janelle grew up with a tiny physique, she knew how to manipulate her body to be faster than her opponents. She flipped, slid, and twirled along with him.* 

"Ah! Some real competition!" *She gave a mischievous smile.* "This will be fun!"

She pops a potion of endurance and rushes the Kahjiit. She drops and slides between his hind legs, bringing her remaining dagger across her and slicing his calf.*
Janet
*As the blade ran along Sejdah's calf, it clattered against his moonstone-reinforced boots. While she slid under him, he leapt on one foot, twisting his body in the air as he slashed at her again, cutting somewhat deep along her shoulder. But then, the cut area suddenly caught fire, igniting the edges of her clothing and burning the wound- the sword was enchanted.*