After the cat-like species lapped up the alcohol Eoin let his elvish laugh ring out across the bar. Of course everybody must of thought he was mad, since here the elf was conversing with a cat. Eoin quickly looked at into the bar, nobody was even paying attention,

[i]"I'm not too sure if I want everybody minding their own business, this could be a great little song."[/i] Though Eoin. As the elf composed songs he realized the Felysian asked him about the whereabouts of the well and all he could say was,

 "Somewhere north of the Lacremia Mountains in Lemea, which is a large area, presumably," Pulling a map from his knapsack Eoin said, "From the mountains north are two more mountain ranges, the orcish highlands, and vast lands beyond that. It'd be a long journey. Perhaps the book can provide a clue of some sorts to help us find the location. Have you heard tales of this among your... litter? "