Steam

After collecting a few items into a small bag, Aslatiel led her guard out of Armada land and into the wild. He'd wanted hot water so she would take him to a place where there was an unending supply. "This is the land that my grandmother plans to lay claim to," the young lady informed Bas as they neared the steaming pools. "Tada," she said as they broke into the clearing that housed the springs.

Aslatiel stepped away from Bas and shrugged off the small satchel. She hung it on a nearby branch to keep it off of the ground. It wouldn't do to let ants eat their food. She then came back to him with a curious look on her face. "Now what did you need hot water for? Hopefully this is enough." Some pools bubbled. Others were still. The place had an underlying sulfur smell but it wasn't overpowering.