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[b][u]Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa[/u][/b]

“A wash sounds perfect, actually…” Estelle’s eyes lit up upon Aria’s offer, and the idea of a dip in a hot spring sounded even more refreshing tempting. After Marcus’ reminder, she went to check on her shoulder, to see how severe the wound was. Washing it would help with disinfection, but a long, leisurely soak in a hot spring could prove to be a bad thing and help cause it to bleed again. But, to her surprise, as she pulled down one of her undershirt’s sleeves to check on it (after removing her armour, like Moira had), the wound was completely sealed. Amy’s healing skill was growing day by day. It still felt sore though, which was something a good dip in the hot springs would help out immeasurably. “C’mon Ari, let’s go!”

After interlinking her arm with Aria’s, Estelle found the pair didn’t move too quickly before they were met by one of the three new Guilders Estelle had seen today – the sunglasses wearing, robed mage individual whom had initially hit on Marcus back at the girl, and had embarrassingly called himself Q.T. That initial meeting had done enough to irk Estelle originally, but after their unified battles against the Varren, her excitement at the spa, and her politeness in introducing himself to her just now… she was starting to forget all about that earlier encounter.

“Estelle Fenix!” Estelle shouted, slapping Quentin’s shoulder hard. “F Rank Extraordinare, and leader of the Pride, pleased to meetcha, Quentin! (Q.T was far too embarrassing). That was some skill you had back against those Varrens. You’re a water mage, I take it?”

“By the way, Estelle. Thanks for earlier, and I’m really sorry about that. It’s twice you’ve gotten your shoulder skewered because of me now,” Lute laughed weakly as he removed his handkerchief from under his nose, and joined the trio and their plans to investigate the hot springs. Estelle laughed and did the exact same shoulder slapping to him as she had to Quentin. 

“Don’t worry about it, Lute, seriously! My shoulder’s all fine, and you’re safe too! Although… you could probably do with a haircut. That Varren’s claws nicked a bit off…” She ruffled his hair and patted the flustering virtuoso with a grin. She turned and followed after him as Lute led the way to the Spa’s Hot Springs, following the directions signposted on the walls. 

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As they did, they were joined with Marcus who wanted the opportunity to relax as well, and Tobi who had at first been deeply at odds with trying to decide whether to join Moira, Syed and Amy, or the Hot Springs quartet. He didn’t want to leave Syed alone with the duo and would have liked to catch up with him, plus the alluring call of alcohol was hard to resist, but he had to agree with the others, a nice wash first would be preferable. Anything to get that awful smell that was dealt thanks to Trixie out of his nostrils would be good, and lingering around Syed, with his arm the way it was… would not help. There’d always be time for drinks later!

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[b][u]Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa: Hot Springs[/u][/b]

The path to the Hot Springs entailed the group leaving the main spa building for a brief moment, grossing the soft grass beneath to another, small wooden building before them. A large fence extended out from two of the building’s walls, encircling the large hot springs inside.

Opening and walking through the front door, they entered a small lobby, absent of workers, with two entrances leading to separated male and female partitioned springs, clearly signposted. Inside the two rooms would be lockers and towels for changing, and the most gorgeous, famously renowned hot springs in all of the Artar Kingdom awaiting them. 

On the inside of one of the two partitioned hot springs, a large, stout young man worked hard at the floor around the steaming bath, happily whistling a song to himself. By his side walked an adorably small young helper, wagging his tail to and fro and carrying a soapy bucket by the handle in his mouth. He would jump and cheerfully bark at particular moments during his best friend’s whistling, sloshing some of the bucket’s contents onto the floor by accident. 

Unbeknownst to the Pride, both Harvey Jr and Jasper, two of the Spa’s most diligent workers, were actually cleaning in the [i]women’s section…[/i]

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