Cullens eyes widened as the walked into the lively city. The delicious smell of random foods being cooked and offered made his stomach growl. As the group walked through the crowd Cullen fell back to the end. Old habits from his training went into action as his awareness heightened.<br/><br/>He was keeping his team in his sights and making sure no one was suspicious in the crowd. Everything seemed normal such far. As Emrin called out a demand Cullen nodded in reply. He turned his eyes towards the merchants scanning the items they offered. He wasn’t seeing anything that looked like a map. There were cloths, jewelry, oils, and more. A real sight to see but none of the things that interested him.<br/><br/>Then he started seeing the foods, breads, meats, wines. Each delicious delicacy made the hunger pit deepen and wreck havoc on his comfort.  Cullen fell to the needs of his stomach and approached a merchant who was selling fresh cook frog legs and red wine. He figured he might as well get something to eat and ask for the location of anywhere he could find a map. Perhaps his teammates were having better luck.