Firestone Hot Springs Feeling hot but not bothered.

So much for not ingesting sulphurous mineral water. Wraen had gulped a mouthful, when she had taken the plunge in the pool behind Elixir. And then some more, when it filled her nostrils, burnt her eyes and entered even her ears. She emerged from the water spluttering and coughing, and shaking her head, to rid herself of this malady, because the water was positively disgusting. Plus, she was drenched to the skin now as well and, unless she managed to become dry again, which was quite impossible in this humid and hot environment, she would face a certain death from freezing to death in the wilds. 

Wraen was exaggerating, of course, in the spurt of the moment, and would be fine and alive, healthy and still kicking months from now. Elixir's laughing did not help to alleviate much the situation her friend was in, but after a while she began to see the funny side of it. Even if it was still laced with salt, sulphur and other compounds. "Got me almost fried," she told, coming back to the edge of the pool and climbing out. And just because she wanted to retaliate she shook her wet coat, while  standing right next to the dark-pelted girl.