Lion Head Mesa it’s time to hand it over

tavina was rightfully offended. qiao pulled from the doctor as a gesture of apology. i do not speak this way to offend you, doctor. only protect you in our current reign. if pharaoh senses you had reason to take his trinket from him, he would covet it all the more fiercely.

soon her fellahin returned, a bundle held in his jaws. qiao waved him off with a slight dip of her head in gratitude. you can try. take this. qiao proferred the green paste, held on a thick clamshell. steep it for two days with these. a pair of owl pellets steeped in some unknown tincture. place these around her bed. qiao pressed the devil's claw forward. if a spirit is upon her, it will protect her. she will be delirious the first day, and the second and third will burn with fever. by the fourth, you should observe improvement. would you like me to see her first, doctor?