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

ah. it was not here, among mereo.

for this, qiao's heart lulled. glaukos spoke quickly of this place, a darkened fen illuminated seemingly by starlight and crisscrossed by fallen trees. somewhere in this gloomy underwood was a blueberry bush -- and here, her target was buried.

she smiled. you have given me a treasure hunt. she was not deterred by distance. when i find it, would you like me to send regards to your witch?