Ikuar

Lissa gave a sleepy sigh as she sunk into the bathtub, her body was aching from the last battle and she was practically the only healer on the battlefield. A concoction helped, but her wounds were still painful. The water was almost immediately dirtied from the dust and grime caked onto her body and she whimpered, the water wasn’t warm at all and the cold felt piercing. “Ahhh...” She hissed, closing her eyes tightly. She let down her pigtails and the curls flopped around her slender shoulders. “Mm...” She bit her lip and covered her eyes, beginning to sniffle because it hurt. She’d held up well on the way