“What a teyolloquani wants is to feed on the blood of its victims. It’ll get hold of a bit of hair, or a few nail clippings, and use them to bewitch the person. It’ll make it hail in the summer, or cause restless dreams. It’ll send its minions, like the owl and the serpent, to roam near houses at night. Its victim grows fearful. That is what makes the blood sweeter, the pain and the fear. The teyolloquani ate your brother, that’s what it did. He’s bones in a field somewhere. It’ll devour you too if you’re not careful. Show me your wrists.”
