Sabine stepped up to help Meesei. She spoke back to Karl with a soft smile. "You will love the hot springs, Karl. It is much better than any hot bath."

Before long, the group stepped into Eastmarch; their final venue for the evening. The smell of flowers was replaced with frigid cold with a hint of brimstone. Much of the moonlight around them was obscured by mist, so Sabine cast a few magelights upon the ground help them see. She then immediately started untying the cords of her clothing.

"We will leave our clothes here, Karl. Go on," Sabine encouraged.

"Sorry, Sabine," Karl responded. "This place is just different. I was wondering if we had entered Skyrim at all." He placed his stick down and peeled off his coat. "Which direction is the water?"

Sabine laughed. "All around us. We are on a rise. Do not worry, I will lead you in."

Lunise swallowed and lifted her chin. Meesei could tell she was hiding nerves. "Meesei?" She put two fingers on Meesei's shoulder and spoke surreptitiously. "If you do not mind, I shall disrobe just over there and then join you all in the water." She gestured a short distance across the little island. "I wouldn't want to leave a scar on our evening," she added pointedly.