Tazendra had been... well, she would call it sketching, but it was doodling. She stood up. "In fact, I do. As I am a baroness of Her Imperial Majesty Zerika the Fourth of the Empire of Dragaera, I owe my allegiance to no foreign powers."

Really, it was more that the woman was obviously spoiling for a fight, and Tazendra was happy to give her one. And Tazendra was pretty certain this country wasn't ruled by an emperor, so she saw no reason to choose this woman's emperor over her own.

"Do you, by chance, know the laws and customs regarding dueling in this country?" She knew that other places she'd been had rules against such things, but she'd rather not trouble the local law with her fights.