Toney
*Once again, his lack of social graces was going to be his downfall. Once he inevitably realised this situation... Oh boy, one can imagine the embarrassing notion he would feel. Whatever you're currently thinking, make it tenfold and avoiding eye contact with Ves for at least a day or two.

He grunted as he payed the man for both their stays and turned to look at his companion. Ursa followed her through the doors, taking hold of it away from her while he stooped lower a bit. Björn had never seen such a room. Brassy armor at the walls filled to the brim with steamed essences. He was amazed! Was this how you cleaned your natural armor? He suppressed the excitement he felt, unsure of why a bath would make him feel this way.

Björn noticed the small men watching them for a moment, he motioned to bare his teeth, but then realised Ves' anxiety. No. He would not make threats here. Instead he placed a hand on her head as she passed him, trying to reassure her. After all, what was there to be scared of? It was a bath! Not a chamber!

He watched her turn to him after spilling the liquid into the tub, he glanced as steam rose from it, making his dry nose tickle. He took the soap and nodded his head. He sniffed it, confused at what it was. As she went to turn away, he looked at her confused.* "Why do you walk? Do we not sit like the small men?" *Björn was under the audacious impression that you bathed with people, not even realising the stupidity of his question when looking at the very real Kobold woman he had sworn to protect! His question was genuine in its intention after all... He had only seen two bearded men conversing in the same tub, and that was his first ever impression of this. Why wouldn't he ask? Oh the embarrassment he would eventually feel...* "We can talk, like the men do."

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Gary
Ves paused at Björn's words, hesitating. She knew her friend lacked social skills. Many slaves did. But this was awkward. How could she explain without embarrassing them both? Her scales began to burn red again as she considered her words carefully.

The two Dwarves glanced their way again. Could they recognize that she was female? Or were they just as blind as the owner? She didn't like how their eyes lingered. Were they eyeing her or Björn? She couldn't tell, but it made her want to shrink into herself.

Looking up at Björn, she offered a warm smile. Despite her heated face, the little Kobold kept her composure - at least outwardly. "We bathe in these tubs first, then we can go into the pool. They don't like it if you get the pool water dirty. It's more for relaxing than for bathing. So let's get cleaned up, then we can talk more in the pool."

She nodded encouragement as she turned away again, filling up her too-large tub with warm water. Now she was faced with a dilemma. She needed to strip and get into the bath without being noticed. She stealthily glanced this way and that, noting that the Dwarves were minding their own business yet again. Björn *Seemed* Preoccupied for the moment as well, so Ves quickly removed her cloak and armor and scrambled over the side of the tub and into the water with a small splash.

She breathed a sigh of relief once the water covered her body. The large tub blocked most of the tiny Kobold from view and the water was already getting dirty from all the muck she was covered in. This would have gone much smoother had she been placed on the right side of the bathhouse. Yet she knew Björn likely needed her help. He really didn't know what to do in this type of situation.

Ves began to scrub at her body to get rid of the extra grime that clung to her scales. She wished she had more soap, but was too shy to look over at Björn to see if he was done with it. She absently wiggled her toes. This was almost relaxing. She hadn't had a proper bath in what felt like ages. It would be nice to be clean again.

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Toney
*Björn watched her for a moment as she spoke. He noticed her face was heated again. It seemed to happen whenever they spoke about subjects he didn't understand. Was this a way of communication he didn't understand yet?* "We clean, then go to the pool." *Björn noticed her starting to undress and something within him compelled him to avert his gaze. He felt his face become warm, then hot. He was confused. Regardless of this, he dropped his loincloth and stepped into the tub.

It was clear that these specific basins were made for races of an average size. He was definitely not that... His body towered over the average man and it was clear his tub left him with a bit of a size issue. Nethertheless, he sunk into the tub and covered as much as he could. It felt so good on his aching and tired body. He used the soap to wash his body as he sat up, leaving most of his torso on view. He covered himself in suds from beard to toe... He then realised that Ves gave him this and he should be returning it too.

He turned to look at her, he held the soap up and stood a bit to throw it to her.* "Ves. Here this is for you." *He threw it over to her, it looked like a soapy yeti was throwing a pigskin. He slowly sat down again with his arms over the sides, he closed his eyes and leaned his head back. Without the grime on his face he seemed different from a distance. The water was getting dirty now too.*

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Gary
While her tub was too big, Björn's tub proved to be too small. Hers did a good job of hiding her slender figure, but the Goliath's chest and abdomen were exposed. Ves glanced his way to make sure he was settled and immediately took note of this fact. They had been traveling with him practically naked already, but something about seeing him in the bath felt intimate. She glanced away again.

She looked up again when he spoke her name and her scales flushed red when he stood. What was he doing? He tossed something at her and she reached out to catch whatever it was. It turned out to be her soap and it was quite slippery. She fumbled and it landed outside the tub with a plop, sliding a little on the smooth stones.

Her long ears twitched as she considered her options. She peeked out of the tub down at the bar of soap. Glancing back, she saw that the two Dwarves seemed to be deep in conversation and Björn was relaxing with his eyes closed. She risked it. She leaned out of the tub and reached as far as she could for the soap. It was *Just* Beyond her grasp. She leaned a little further... And her injured leg gave out. She cried out as she went tumbling from the tub and onto the floor.

The noise inevitably drew the attention of the Dwarves, who looked over to see what the commotion was about. One did a double-take and looked bemused. **"Look there, lad,"** He said to his companion. **"Ain't that one of the females? What are ya doin' on this side of the bathhouse, girlie? Come for a gander?"** He made a rude gesture and Ves' face burned with embarrassment as the Dwarves laughed.

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