Redsand Canyon that’s why i’m calling you back on my way through.

the more she learned of this boy and his thievery, the more qiao became invested. it seemed the boy had stolen a totem -- something of great value, no less.

qiao's eyes widened in intrigue. no wonder she tried to curse you. a knowing smile curled around her muzzle like darkening smoke. it was likely very powerful, but those things have a mind of their own. a pull of their own to some preordained fate. do you remember where you hid it? it became difficult to conceal the greediness qiao felt nibbling away at her mind. some other witch's totem! great magicka could be found in such things.