Bathhouse

Luna was no pushover. And, this town was in a relatively safe part of the kingdom. She would be fine. Sabor had done a good job of selling him on this bathhouse.

"I'll go for a soak, " he said as he finished the last of his drink.

"Fine!" Benton declared, "more for me and slowpoke here." And with that, slapped their Tortle companion on the shell again.

Oswald, Sabor, and Luna exited the tavern to the sound of raucous laughter from behind them. They walked on the busy Main Street of the town for a few minutes together before him and his Goliath companion turned off a side road toward the bath house and Luna kept going down the main road toward the temple.

"Have fun praying to the big rock in the sky or whatever it is you do," Oswald called out jokingly.

"And have fun soaking in someone else's bath water," Luna replied back just as jokingly.

This made Sabor erupt in laughter as Oswald looked at her. "Wait," he said "we're not going to be sloshing around in someone else's stink are we?"

"It's a bath house built over a natural Hot Spring," Sabor replied as she finished laughing. "They pump water out as new water bubbles up. If they didn't, the place would overflow."

"Oh, that makes sense," Oswald said. They walked on the street together for a few more minutes before Oswald's slid his loot off his shoulder and began to strum a tune.

'It's going to be a good night,' Oswald thought to himself as he began to sing an old Elvish folk song and Sabor started to hum along.