[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/OBtAKia.png[/img][/center] [b][u]Drych Lake Spa - Hot Springs[/u][/b] When Estelle asked if Quentin was a water mage, he had only nodded in response before she had turned her attention to Lute. He did not mind; the lass had spunk, if nothing else. It took some kind of vigor to shrug off getting clawed in the shoulder by a varren. Along with the others, Quentin proceeded to the hot springs. The boys and the girls separated. With swift, fluid motion, Quentin snatched a towel and pulled off his top robes and undershirt with lightning quick efficiency. It was all he could do not to go running like a maniac into the hot springs. Finally, water! The battle on the trail had been much too long of an encounter away from a body of water and it had been a right nuisance, especially considering the type of enemy they had faced. However, that was in the past. The present held the anticipation, the oh-so glorious anticipation, of diving into a hot spring for a well-deserved and desperately needed soak. The dark-haired mage was grinning with glee when he noticed the virtuoso nearby sighing wistfully as he rubbed a towel on his face. Behind his sunglasses, Quentin felt his eyebrow arching. That was kind of different. He took off his sunglasses and polished the steam off them with his towel. "So..." Lute said abruptly, turning to the water mage and totally trying to downplay how awkward that scene looked, "uh, not to make too fine a point on it, but...we take off our clothes before jumping into the water, right? I mean...really? I haven't been to one of these things before." Quentin was positively puzzled. "Never been to a hot spring before, dude? You gotta be joking with me!" Before Lute could answer - and truthfully, his look of abject embarrassment seemed to be enough of an answer anyway - Quentin sat down to yank off his own boots. "It's fine, man. Yeah, strip. It's like taking a bath, and I'm sure you haven't made it this far in life having a bath with underclothes on all the time. Quentin, by the way. I don't think I caught your name." Sensing some hesitation on Lute's part, he added, "Chill, man. Once you dip into the hot springs, you're gonna be cool."