Haunting essence

So maybe it wasn't the most pious response to having just met with a god, but after his prayer Tal wanted to scrub the experience off his skin. It hadn't gone well, and he was having a real hard time figuring out where his consent figured into the last task Frey had set him.

Scowling, he headed out of the Celestine and took a bee-line for the Eye of the Storm. Soh had suggested that he should check it out sometime if he needed to relax, and boy did he need to relax right now. The burly pale dragon that accompanied him was unusually quiet as she padded along a few feet ahead of him, broad talons leaving prints in the grass for her human to follow in.

He was already stripping down, grumbling as he pulled his shirt over his head while he walked, and not being particularly stealthy in his approach. "I dunno, girl. I mean... this is what I wanted... isn't it?" The dragon gave a noncommittal snort, then stopped sharply as she spotted Aviya in the dappled shadows near the edge of the spring. Tal, head still lost in his shirt as he finished getting it off, tripped over her tail with a yelp of "Hey! What're you--" and stumbled forward...

Right into the hot spring, pants, boots, and all, sending up a splash of water all around.