Fell listened to the interjections of conversation she brought in between his long spouts. Then when she had asked if his goal was to become the vessel of the Four Great Direction beasts he frowned and looked down at the map within his hands.<br/>â€œ I do not think I am even worthy to be much of a vessel to the Great Baâ€™samuâ€™utâ€¦â€ his voice trailed off as he sighed. Rolling the scroll up he tossed it into his nap sack and nodded, â€œwell we will be off now, so Iâ€™ll meet you out by the stables? Alright?â€ And with that he tossed his shirt over his tan shoulder where it rested as he made his decent down through the tavern and towards the stables.