Luneshale Pass mercy street redux

phox felt sorry for the woman for missing out on the joys of family; it was a good thing he did not know just what she would do to place her claws upon a child — it might have changed his perspective. 

long ago, qiao had another name and another life — and in that life, family had been very dear to her. 

she moved one of the sigil stones between her paws, thinking. new grandchildren are always a blessing. her smile seemed harmless as she cast the first of her stones. the overworld is the thread that weaves all lives together. there are things there that pull these strings; i have dedicated my life’s work to studying them. here she glanced upon the orientation of stones, scrying their meaning. 

phox had divulged too much, mentioning children on the coast. qiao thought of her haka and how the last spell had cost too much of her ka. but a child — a child had enough ka to spellbind something powerful. would you like your grandchildren to receive a blessing?