Miri nods quick agreement.  "Certainly.  Bath first."  She follows Jordan out of the room, her bare feet padding lightly.  Her face twists into a light grimace as they step outside the room, her arms coming up once more in a vain attempt to conceal her bare breasts.  "I wish we had some clothing."  She murmurs, her tone sour.<br/><br/>Now fully conscious, Jordan has plenty of time to take in the sights of the long, stone hallway, such as they are.  In truth, it appears that there was more to see when she was bodily carried to her room.  Down the corridor to the left, a lovely young woman, this one with red hair, can be seen walking down the hallway.  While technically clothed, it is in mere straps of cloth, doing little to conceal her shapely body.  The woman casts the adventuring pair a curious glance before pushing open a door with a guard, entering some room.  Further down that direction, a pair of guards can be seen, evidently on patrol.  There is an intersection with another corridor as well.<br/><br/>Moving off to the right, they only have to pass a few doors before they come to their destination, a blank wooden door, a wooden sign simply scrawled with "Baths" hanging over it.  There is a guard here, too.  He perks up briefly as Jordan approaches, but seems to deflate sourly as he realizes the women are together.<br/><br/>Inside, the room is round, the ceiling a bit higher with metal grates.  In the middle is a wide, circular pool, the water in it slowly steaming.  Off to the right are racks of linen towels.  Miri, apparently forgetting her shy modesty, scampers forward, her bare breasts now bouncing freely.  She leans over at the edge of the water, her face full of curiosity.  "Wow!  This doesn't look like a natural spring.  I wonder what enchantments have been placed on it to make it work like this."  She pauses for a moment, her forehead creasing in concentration, but then her face falls.  "Oh.  Right.  The collar."