The scenic landscape of the city and the beautiful architecture of the buildings floods Darius' mind with inspiration. While Mathilda was on the wheel and Roger was sitting at the bow, riding the boat through the waterway that split the downtown into two separated districts, Darius' hands were busy sketching the buildings which he fancied on a paper scroll.
The boat was powered by some kind of magic formation which allows the propeller to spin tirelessly without needing an oar to push the boat forward. Darius also didn't miss it and copied the formation array which was inscribed on the floor.
'These formation arrays would come in handy upon my return.' Darius thought.
Entering the mercantile area, Darius' attention was diverted toward the floating boats on the roadside. They were merchants who sold their goods and wares from their boat. The touristy vibe was very strong in this city.
