Squatting down to place his hand against the inside wall, he looked around. "I wonder how they power the pumps for this thing? A windmill and a camshaft driving bellows, I'd imagine. Elaborate construction." As Ebonshield pulled herself up out of the warm pool, the Great Lord slipped slowly into the 'yacuzzi,' adjacent the Specialist Glamerspear, who seemed pleased to receive him. "... Ahhh, but worth it."