Tomb Raiding, Spiders, and Spell Flingers

Yeah we'll see. She finally quipped back as she closed hey own eyes and finished the bath without too much more incident. It was that way then. And come morning she's be back on a stallion and halfway to Kirkwall before anyone knew any better. Maybe she's pick up another job, or maybe she's head towards the Back Water and spend a couple days in the middle of no where, nursing all her wounds.

She left him, some time later, a small pat on his arm as she finally gathered her courage to leave the safety of the water, rivulets rolling down and catching along scars, diverting from their natural path by raised silver lines. She was red faced as she had pulled the towel around herself, trying not to show off too much, but he had already assured her earlier, it wasn't anything he hadn't ever seen as a healer. Goodnight, Ruth.

She didn't linger, she wasn't going to let him embarass her anymore than she already felt, so as soon as she could pull a clean tunic over her head and leave the room, she did, and then it was off to the narrow bed, and sleep.

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Morning came, and she sat in the main room, finishing off some ale, with a few rushers of bacon and eggs, a loaf of bread, everything her body would need to start healing up past what his magic had done. She had experienced blood loss, magical surgery, and almost losing a kidney, so, food, and soon she would find somewhere she trusted the water to quench the thirst she couldn't help but feel. She had a long ride ahead of her, so she needed to be sober, and alert. The mage who had brought all this about was dead, but he had mentioned others in his group looking for these artifacts. Hopefully, she wouldn't see any of them any time soon.

The stable lad came in and let her know her horse was ready. She had been of half a mind to wait to see if Ruth would show up. The man made her weary at times, but he was good to her. She at least owed him a sober thank you, even if he was planning on never letting her forget the way her mouth ran while high. Another day, another battle. She'd wait five more minutes, finish off her breakfast.

Then she'd go, thank you or not, she didn't fancy camping out, not when she could be in the comfy beds at the Back Water, and maybe tempt the elf there into her bed, for a warm body beside her at least. Because it's just about a warm body huh? Theo murmured to herself as she nursed the last bit of ale in her mug.