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Eventually Rowan and Veneficus made it passed the shady neighbourhood and at the west docks. A long stretch of Fisher boats. Since the Waterfront became somewhat a prestigious port, the lesser ships had to come to the Western docks.

"A ships over there is ready to leave" Rowan pointed at a small fishers boat where the last cargo was being loaded onboard under the watchfull eye of a guard. making sure no mage would escape the city.

Carefully Rowan made it past the guard on the small peir and onto the boat. It had only one crew member, lifting the last sack onto the boat. And looked at the imperial, who nodded the ship was ready to go.

"Come on, Old man, hurry up" Rowan beckoned as the boatman was losening the knot that held the boat at the pier.