Dawn Treader Valley and give me what’s mine

they stopped at the brim of the valley where a glintwater arroyo galloped off into some westerly destination. qiao turned to @Stormchaser first, motioning this is where they’d make camp for the night. 

by evening she’d found a grove of tussock grass that concealed them from the road. here she set out her to’lang, extracting the last of the meat steeped in  calmtincture. 

to rowdy and @Riot both, qiao offered the parse thing split between them. go on, little doves. this is the last meal before we reach akashingo.