Lion Head Mesa [m] signet

The stone tumbled.
When asked, Nazli squinted down at the result and counted in her head, moving her lips as she did the quick mental math. It would be an adjustment to learn this game.'
I think... Seven? She wasn't sure; was the point to throw the stone close to the others, or throw all three? Had she already failed to follow through with this new thing?
Flustered over this, her face pinches in a tight smile. She had almost forgotten already who she played with and when she looked up from the board, was surprised to find Ramesses watching her.