Redsand Canyon you fall through the trees

When her display of daggers was only met with merriment, the marring upon her face properly writhed as she rounded about, fully, to face him. The bodily gesture was a wobbly thing, but she stretched her neck out to continue snipping at him, and stared up at him with her good eye. “No, I don’t.” 

After a lapse of quiet, her face still scrunched with vexation, it took her a blink to realize her own error. Through her good eye, she saw that this... this haunt was a behemoth. “Ze hells are you so hulking for?” — gods, everyone was a behemoth to her — “Don't you have someone to beat down? Isn’t that what you- you warlords do?” Didn’t he?

Without waiting for his answer, she clumsily hobbled back about and continued her continuance of her trek. Stupid, brave males who do stupid and brave things. Sange, Vonn, Verx mea, and now this... this one will not leave me be! Well, perhaps whatever was in these damned canyons would scare him off and leave her alone ... right?