“Of course, Grey declines the ceremonial bath and robes” Caris laughs to herself.
Caris giggles at the sight of Hroth precariously perched upon his donkey and fine robes. Yes the massage and cleansing was divine. It feels as if they all have been anointed and set to path, recharged and ready for new things.
She finds herself quite pleased and at peace now, currently among her comrades. Thoughts of Shen Ling and it’s Lord still cloud her mind and draw her to return soon. The connection still pulling at her heart. But for now, she clears those thoughts, and sets eyes on the path ahead.