Firestone Hot Springs how to feel the heat

Anyone!

Goldhawk's joints were as stiff as a stone in a desert. Normally he was agile and fluid, but due to his spell in the chill (one that had very nearly killed him), he currently felt as if he'd aged four years, and he wasn't back to looking like his usual dapper self either. He was a little sleeker than he was yesterday, his golden fur almost back to its old sheen, but he still felt somewhat surprised that Eshe had accepted him into Neverwinter given his state. So the moment he found his legs, Goldhawk was out on a patrol of the borders. It was slow going, and he still had a faint limp thanks to frostbite, but he was a tenacious chap. He even went beyond the borders in order to limp his way to a higher vantage point — from here he could see the dusk-covered forest behind him, but also what looked like hot springs up ahead. How very tempting...