Grayell had been chatting with some of the guys at the tavern and the subject of the hot springs had come up. He'd told them where it was at should they require more boozing and made his way here with whomever followed. If anyone.
Simeon heads toward the hot springs. He was looking forward to relaxing chatting with the other guys. "Thank-you for telling us about this place. It'll be nice to finally loosen these muscles and sooth these joints. I haven't soaked in a hot spring in quite a long time."
Grayell looked over his shoulder as Simeon arrived and smiled.
Ah, glad to see them getting put to use. I heard there's something in the water quite stimulating....
Grayell thinks for a moment, his finger on his chin.
At any rate, time for a bath. Don't mind me.
Grayell disrobed entirely and carefully slid into the water with a relieved sigh. He slipped under the water and came back up entirely wet and laughed.
Hold shit that's good.
If there happened to be any women perhaps further up the springs they might just hear them. But who's to say?
Post by Sir Kerag on Sept 14, 2011 19:03:58 GMT -5
"Hot springs and booze? Count me in." Kerag wasn't going to let such an opportunity pass him by. Following the Commander he found a good spot for his belongings, stripping down to his white fundoshi, and then taking that off too before running towards the water and jumping, tucking his legs into a cannon ball as the huge grey orc collided with the hot water, splashing water everywhere.
He remained under for a long minute, his head popping above the surface finally as he laughed and laughed, brushing the air from his eye.
"This is exactly what I needed Commander, thanks for mentioning this place." The heat did wonders for his aching joints and the steam cleared his sinuses. Ah this was bliss.
He took a swig from a tankard of ale and set it aside, wiping his lips clean.
Zaedus, on his way to the new hot springs founded by Grayell, had heard the commotion in the distance. He swiftly got on all fours and began dashing through the trees. Coming across the clearing he further picked up his speed. Coming close to the water's edge he leaped high in the air howling as he flipped and splashed mightily in the water. He re-surfaces moments later, his once neatly kept mane soggy from the water and bits of hair covering his eyes. he shook vehemently clearing the water from his hair.
Grayell chuckled and nodded to each newcomer. He leaned back in the water, rested his head on the edge of the spring.
Dammit this is nice. No women eh? No headache more like it.
He chuckled, staring at the moon.
Alec [M:118:6:][D3v:http://rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=412&page=1#1242]"I see," said the blind man to the deaf lady.[0:Wandering the stacks.][1:Present and accounted for.]
"I did not know you swung that way, Gray," Alec says, stripping to his pants and sliding his feet in the warm water. "Though I guess you're around long enough, you try anything."
Come in under the shadow of this red rock, and I will show you something different from either your shadow at morning, striding behind you, or your shadow at evening, rising to meet you. I shall show you fear in a handful of dust.
Grayell opened an eye as Alec settled in the water and shook his head, laughing briefly.
Oh mate, the stories I could tell...
But no. I seem to have a thing for screwing my life up with as many women I can manage. You should try it some time. It's an art form I tell ya...
Alec [M:118:6:][D3v:http://rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=412&page=1#1242]"I see," said the blind man to the deaf lady.[0:Wandering the stacks.][1:Present and accounted for.]
"Well," Alec says, propping himself up on his elbows, "before I started travelling I was considered rather valuable by those that watched over me, so I never had much worry over it then. And once I started traveling, I rarely spent longer than a night in any given town." He shrugs, and looks skyward, eyes closed. "So, I've never had to worry about it, much. It's never been complicated for me."
Come in under the shadow of this red rock, and I will show you something different from either your shadow at morning, striding behind you, or your shadow at evening, rising to meet you. I shall show you fear in a handful of dust.
Grayell lifted his head and ran a handful of water over his shoulders.
Well friend, count your blessings.
Alec [M:118:6:][D3v:http://rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=412&page=1#1242]"I see," said the blind man to the deaf lady.[0:Wandering the stacks.][1:Present and accounted for.]
"Aye," Alec huffs, pulling his feet out of the water and crossing them under him. "I suppose I should. Though....you remember what you asked me in the tavern? During Marg's party? Y'know, the one she ran out on?"
Come in under the shadow of this red rock, and I will show you something different from either your shadow at morning, striding behind you, or your shadow at evening, rising to meet you. I shall show you fear in a handful of dust.
Post by Sir Kerag on Sept 14, 2011 20:50:44 GMT -5
Kerag grumbled something about women, something not very nice, chuckling all the while, unable to resist swigging from his tankard of ale once again, about chest deep in the spring's warm water.
He moved over to the Commander and Gray, offering his hand to Alec.
"We worked together on the new Prison, don't believe we've had a chance to talk. I'm Recruit Kerag." He smiled in a friendly manner, looking over at the Commander, shaking his head.
"Most women are like a succubus waiting to suck the life out of ya."
Alec [M:118:6:][D3v:http://rpgmenagerie.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=cs&thread=412&page=1#1242]"I see," said the blind man to the deaf lady.[0:Wandering the stacks.][1:Present and accounted for.]
Taking Kerag's hand, Alec raises an eyebrow at the orc. "An interesting perspective. Are we to believe, then, that you prefer the menfolk?"
Turning back to Gray, Alec sighs. "Yeah. Well. I think I found the one, as you so sappily put it."
Come in under the shadow of this red rock, and I will show you something different from either your shadow at morning, striding behind you, or your shadow at evening, rising to meet you. I shall show you fear in a handful of dust.