Brokkrid had arrived much before the woman that now was at her side, who moaned as she slipped beneath the hot waters. She could almost hear and feel the muscles in the other woman start to relax in jerky spasms, almost like metal being tempered by warm oil. She smiled and took the rag off her eyes, which had been covering them, their verdant almost luminescent gaze drifting over the woman, "I wish I had fancy wear like that." She mused, "And a more delicate frame like yours as well."
Rolling her shoulders, tight with knots from working the bellows all day and pounding metal, Brokkrid added "Then again, I wouldn't be able to do what I do - so maybe not." Brokkrid's rolling motion made its way to her back as she scooted further into the pool, the wave of her body's motion finding her neck as it waved side to side, cracking twice.
"This is only the third time that I have been in one of these, but I thought I might treat myself after a hard day's work, and after making a large amount of coin." She grinned and looked behind her, "Looks like everything is still there." Her things hadn't been moved. She had held them in her mind, just as she had put them down, including the fist sized hammer.
Her roving green eyes, a stark contrast to her crimson hair, settled back on Elizabeth again, "What brings you to the hot springs, you seem to be wound tighter than I was, and I was at a forge all day." She ran her hands, which had dipped below the water through her hair and let her body float, revealing that she had naught on but what the gods had given her.
Rolling her shoulders, tight with knots from working the bellows all day and pounding metal, Brokkrid added "Then again, I wouldn't be able to do what I do - so maybe not." Brokkrid's rolling motion made its way to her back as she scooted further into the pool, the wave of her body's motion finding her neck as it waved side to side, cracking twice.
"This is only the third time that I have been in one of these, but I thought I might treat myself after a hard day's work, and after making a large amount of coin." She grinned and looked behind her, "Looks like everything is still there." Her things hadn't been moved. She had held them in her mind, just as she had put them down, including the fist sized hammer.
Her roving green eyes, a stark contrast to her crimson hair, settled back on Elizabeth again, "What brings you to the hot springs, you seem to be wound tighter than I was, and I was at a forge all day." She ran her hands, which had dipped below the water through her hair and let her body float, revealing that she had naught on but what the gods had given her.
