A gravel roadway leads through the forest to this old bathhouse, it’s sheer stone walls only opening high above where small windows slits let in but the smallest rays of light.
It’s foyer is bare for but a table where one pays their fee, and a couple of crates. The towels given are also well washed and carry a scent of herbs.
The public bath area is tiled with beautiful mosaic patterns and even more beautiful scantily clad women giving attention to the bath’s patrons. Further in you find a sauna with wooden benches, and fire pit warmed with rocks however steam obscures much of the room.
The owners quarters hold a large wooden table of fine quality, copious amounts of ale and four locked chests. The back of the building are where the private baths are located, once again containing mosaics and floor murals as well as the back entrance leading out to winding streets and a set of stairs leading down to the fires that warm the baths.