Archer was sitting on the top deck with a pad of paper and pens, drawing blueprints for the floating towns and cities. The women left him alone as he busied himself, he picked up the cup of ale and down the sweet liquid as thunder boomed overhead. He glanced up, seeing dark cloud covering the sky.
''Damn winter is a pain in the ass,'' he muttered.
After hours, he came up with all kinds of designs that he'd show Dellah who will draft the final one using the ones he created. Once that was done, he stored them in his Item Box after wrapping a string around it. Just then, Elara appeared in the nearby doorway, her blue eyes full of exhaustion.
''Afternoon, Arch,'' she greeted him with a warm smile. ''Are you still coming up with your blueprints?''
