Firestone Hot Springs lakes formed in the wolf's tracks

aditya had watched skwol's face as he spoke, and was relieved to find neutrality in the lack of response. it seemed that the man had no hidden agenda but was merely curious, and that was good. instead, the lone wolf commented on the springs once more, and aditya was happy to oblige him with an answer.

"i've been told the water carries healing properties. stuff inside it that helps soothe aching joints and muscles, or heals cuts and scrapes." the water itself was acrid and pungent, not like seawater--something more foul, from the depths of hell itself. funny, then, that this hellwater could do such good.

he looked up at skwol and smiled. "i'm no medic, myself, but we have a couple of them back home."