The Baths

Unnatural lethargy permeated him. It was not simple tiredness, but slowness as well, a release of tension. The herbal drink before entering saw to that. Two women in robes massaged him, running their dark lacquered nails across his skin. He relaxed, feeling calmness ripple through him, visualizing stress and anxiety draining away. The soft cotton robe in which he was wrapped had been heated, and was just damp enough as he donned it from mists of the bathhouse. It had been a long time since he had been to an Elendri Bathhouse. He very well may never see one again.