"Yeah, I'm a popular guy," the Fable smirked. "Seems everyone wants to lock me up and keep me for themselves. I guess I should feel flattered, but it's getting a bit bothersome. But really, you're uninterested in trying to escape at all?" He cocked his head. "But what is there worth waiting around here for? You're a wandering priest; wouldn't you be ok with wandering this world?"