Firestone Hot Springs Ladidadida

Chaska kept his eyes to the mountain, as he could not gather the scent of anyone, or anything nearby that could divert his attention. Though he swore he could hear something, something that stuck out opposed to the pools of bubbling of the springs. He slightly turned his head to see someone, and they did not look too well.

With aching muscles, he made his way over towards them. "You need help?" he asked, once he was close enough. They looked familiar, but he could not place their name, not like he had with Grayday. "You don't...look so good." One could say the same about Chaska as well.