The barge and its engine, or boiler, were not any type of magical engineering; it was purely a steam boiler that burned wood or other fuels and drove a basic bladed engine. For me, it was like going on one of those tourist boats that continued sailing down the Mississippi.
The old south in the United States was still the old south, but luckily, when my mother took me on a trip as a child, we were able to enjoy the trip without many incidents.
With everyone's work, the ship moved at a constant pace. According to Slug, we could even save two days of travel thanks to our magic that melted the ice layers in the most complicated areas, the most complicated part would be raising the barge in the great waterfall of Hezebel. It was a rudimentary pulley mechanism, but there were many of us on the barge, and our magic would always help.
