<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7e/Namseon.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Definitely not Chiang Nam Seon<br/><strong>Element :</strong>Wood<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time :</strong>Stone of Judgement, evening<br/><strong>Tagging :</strong>Shin Min-hee, Wu Cai, Toy Kitana<br/><br/><hr/><br/>A shoulder pushed past Nam Seon to climb the steps. How hasty! She redoubled her efforts, and found an opening to climb atop the stone. So many bodies preceded her that her weight did nothing to displace it now. As she surveyed the other contestants from the shadow of her hood, the betting started. A little money was put forward on Chan Pao, a little on Shin Min-hee, a lot on Wu Cai. Nobody at all bet on the unknown girl who insisted on wearing a cloak to a grappling match. But if she were to take off the hood, yes, that might change their minds. Nam Seon was delighted by the thought. The hood remained, however.<br/><br/>"What is Seonjo?" she asked no one in particular on her side of the stone, accustomed to being heeded.<br/>Xiang Xiao looked her over. "You must be very brave to wear that cumbersome thing. Let's hope it doesn't drown you, when you fall into the water... but I didn't catch your name."<br/>Nam Seon stood straighter. "It is my right as a woman to modesty. My name is... it's Zu Zen! I come representing Emei, too." Nam Seon glanced over her shoulder to see if there would be any bets in her made up name. The silence only strengthened her resolve.<br/>"Zu? A scholar's name."<br/><br/>Nam Seon moved aside to let Toy Kitana in. The circle was nearly full. Her heart pounded, her breath slipped from lips too soft to ever have been struck. This would be her chance to prove to her father that she could care for herself, and hold the Chiang family estate without submitting to a Lim husband. She would definitely, definitely win. The steps were taken away, and as Nam Seon bowed to her opponents, she became aware that her cloak was trapped under someone's heel.<br/><br/>The contest began.