"Hmm, I left for Skyrim with the Legion the very moment I turned old enough for them to take me, so I never knew what happened to them. It's good to know she's not dead, at least. I imagine she about wishes she was, though. She was never one to to just lounge around and do nothing. She'll probably take every excuse she can to pick up an axe and fight until the day she dies." Lorag said, reminiscing over his past. He wasn't a sentimental person, but there were a few things that could call up emotions within him. 

Ahnasha leaned her head back and smiled at the suggestion of a bath. "Agreed. I'm aching all over, I think a bath would be...perfect." She said, grabbing his hand and allowing him to pull her up to her feet. She walked over to the other side of the chamber with him and undressed herself before slowly lowering herself into the water. The temperature was the same as before, so at least whatever was heating it was a reliable source of energy. She worked herself into the water slowly until she was sat down with the water up to her shoulders, then quickly dunked herself under completely so she could get her head used to the heat. When she resurfaced, she looked around for a good place for her massage. The depth of the pool varied considerably. On the side closest to the camp, it was deep enough that sitting down would bring the water to her shoulders, but on the far side, it was only a few inches deep at most. Ahnasha walked over to the other side and laid down in the shallow end on her stomach. She crossed her arms in front of her and rested her head on them so she could keep her head above water, then turned to look at Fendros. 

"You still get excited to see me undressed, don't you?" Ahnasha commented with a grin. "It's the look in your eyes that gives it away...among other things." She chuckled. 

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Meesei followed Ariel's lead and moved up to the grate alongside her. Since they could both tell exactly where the patrols were at all times, it was easy enough to avoid them, especially while under the effects of muffle. As Ariel was beginning to disintegrate her side, Meesei pulled her magicka potion from her pouch. She had not completely recovered from her efforts at healing magic from before, so she would need the boost. She quickly drank the potion, then charged a spell of disintegration as well. The spell she cast was concentrated and intense, as it cut through the metal bars at around twice the speed of Ariel's spell. As soon as the grate was free of its housing, they gently lowered it to the ground and crawled inside. Once they were both inside, Meesei turned around and raised up the grate once more. She held it roughly in the position it was in before as she gripped one of the bars in her hand, charging more destruction energy into it, this time in the form of a fire spell. It was concentrated enough that it did not give off much light, and hot enough that it welded the two bars back together, though just barely. It would hold it in place, but a short disintegration spell, or a good kick, would dislodge it once more. 

Meesei followed Ariel's lead through the tunnel and into the keep. This time, Meesei used a detect life spell, while Ariel focused on detect dead. The only way they were going to be caught off-guard is if the coven somehow had Dwarven constructs roaming the halls. "You know the layout better than I. Which tower do you believe is the most likely?" She asked in a whisper.