Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200326185554/@comment-28358106-20200405193032

Not far away, in a far less ostentatious establishment, the group has convened in an outbuilding. It isn't large, but it is reasonably weathertight, and the lamps inside lend an almost cozy air.

A large wooden tub of steaming water sits in one corner, its heat provided by a small magic stone. Juno and Bailey sit inside, drowsy with the warmth. Rose kneels beside, taking ladles of warm, soapy water and pouring them over her haunches and scrubbing herself.

"Mmmm. Hot bath...all th' fruit I can stand...don't get much better 'n this," she mumbles.

"A handsome man to scrub our backs would be nice," Juno says, smiling to herself.

"Granted!"

Dorian strides in and shuts the door. All three girls squeal with indignation, and Juno yanks the cloth curtain across.

"Dorian! Knock first!"

"I think not. I paid for it."

His voice is jaunty as he pulls off his boots and takes off his belts, setting his equipment aside.

"Did...did it go well?" Bailey asks through the cloth.

"It did."

Without offering further explanation, Dorian pushes past the cloth curtain and, against the laughing protestations of the others, climbs into the tub, clothes and all.

"You're absolutely daft!" Juno laughs.

"I've had a rather good port poured on me, love. Bath and laundry at the same time suits me."