Asha
The babbling of fountains and pools, and the lilting tones of pleasant music can be heard through the open doors and windows of the healing house.
Asha is dressed in a new pristine teal and bronze marbled robe and is likely the cleanest anyone has ever seen her. She looks miles healthier than the last time her companions saw her, when she was dangerously dehydrated from the loss of fluids, so weak she couldn't stand on her own, and covered in all those lost fluids mixed in a slurry with her usual dusty soot. A strength and fullness has returned to her posture and complexion, in fact it's almost shocking to see what was hidden under those layers of dirt. The red in her black hair catches the sun much more than before.
Her expression on the other hand is less appealing ...
"It's about time!" she sneers, her temper obviously triggered at the moment.
"They were just talking about putting me back in the ice pool if I stayed any longer!" She's too angry to admit it right now, but she was very thankful for the healing house service and despite the ice baths, there had also been some hot springs and lava stone treatments that had soothed her soul.
"Look at this!" she gestures to her new robes as she gets up to join the others.
"This is going to be useless back in Erare. It won't last a week before it tears. They burned my nice sturdy vestments! For everyone else's safety, they said, ... a simple wash would have been fine," she grumbles. The new robe was a gift from the healing house after they destroyed her previous clothes, but were definitely not made with long-term use in mind.
After a big exasperated sigh, she seems to cool off a bit. Venting about her woes seems to have eased her temper.
"Sorry, I'm feeling much better than when I was sick ... " She can't help but smile a little to see her companions again, particularly her friend Ane who she embraces,
"How are things going for you two?"
