Firestone Hot Springs how to feel the heat

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He was tempted by the springs and their intoxicating warmth, but it felt a bit too casual given that he was in a more professional mode right now. But he nodded to Cicero in the affirmative, deciding it'd be a bit arbitrary to elaborate. The truth was, he didn't know how many of Neverwinter's wolves had been in the region long — all he knew was that some had.

When Cicero abruptly announced his departure, he provided Goldhawk with another reason not to sample the springs. It would be most inappropriate to cosy in alone with an unknown beauty, especially from another pack. He was still in Guardian-mode, and turned down the idea post haste. Farewell to you, Cicero, the bard said in something of a sing-song voice. And then, once the little wolf was out of hearing range, Goldhawk added playfully to Sage: now that he's scarpered, it would be ludicrous of us not to talk about him, wot wot.