solstice

[evil_isevil]

WHO: Geralt, Ubbe and Arya; OTA
WHEN: December 21st - January 10th
WHAT: Winter Festival stuff
WHERE: Gazin and surrounding areas
WARNINGS: Nudity to start, but will update
Note: Starters for each character in the comment section

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[ulfur]

Ned had not been seeking the hot spring, when he found it. The curl of steam - more broad than campfire smoke, with a mistiness distinct from ash - attracts his eye first. He stumbles across the wooded lake near Gazin, welcoming the bit of home, before he realizes someone else is already partaking.

He eyes the stranger, considering. It's not a serious deterrent to him, as long as the other bather is not hostile. And Ned is in need of a bath. He's just spent days plunging through the woods on a hunt. A scrub with hot water sounds like a gift from the gods right now.

"Room for one more?" he asks, gesturing to the small lake. Clearly, there is, but not if the man soaking in it wants his privacy. Ned's sweeping gaze has taken in the weapons left on the shore, as well as the bunching muscles emerging from beneath the surface of the water. It's a fight he would be reluctant to pick without necessity.

[evil_isevil]

Normally, Geralt would mind, but as of late, he's far more relaxed in this place than he ever was back on the Continent and that may or may not have to do with the fact that his problems didn't follow him there. No, life took a rather pleasant turn for the boring after arriving in Gazin.

Truth be told, the Witcher heard the other man heading in his direction long before he actually arrived at the spot. He was not a beautiful woman but at least he did not seem to have any sort of annoying ticks that immediately caught his attention. Geralt gives a nod and notes the items the other is carrying before slipping back against the smooth rock and closing his eyes.

A few long moments later, he opens his eyes again.

"You must be new in Gazin," Geralt mentions rather randomly.