Redsand Canyon i will always think about you,

aquene spoke of the lady's care, of her planned regimen -- even with winter heavyset upon them, qiao found the lady's gait unpromising.

truth be told, qiao trusted healers little. ithey knew the secrets of her own trade. they were often viciously protective of such knowledge. like a cherished recipe, their antidotes, potions, and tinctures were shared with seldom few -- and some at the cost of their own lives or others.

aquene earned a sympathetic nod. "my own stores are bare, coming to akashingo in the height of snowfall. it is most unfortunate we choose to live in a place with four seasons. is there any herb in particular you would like me to find? for lady ruenna, of course."