The city was highly mechanized and all the machines were powered on electrical energy, and there were few things in the city that were old. Everything was newly built and only a few years old. Some of the few older buildings in the city were the Halls Cathedral and the rundown, and abandoned Blue Mansion. Also, the town square was just a renovated version of the old square and the men walked through it remembering the way it used to be. At the very spot where Brook and Dearborne were executed there was a marker made of precious metals and it was put there by the citizens of Pomperaque who never wanted to forget the two greatest people that had ever lived as Phoride's elite. It wasn't a large marker. Manguino had forbidden that. He also forbad the writing of specific sentiment, or the placing of names. All the marker said: "May they be forgiven in the next life." Zoro bobbed up and down while sitting on Boyce's shoulder and it cawed in a frantic manner. Due to its behaviour, then men moved away from the monument and off to one side of the town square where there were many vendors busily selling items such as food and clothing, jewellery and home-stuffs. The men slowly walked from kiosk to kiosk and they checked some of the goods being sold until they finally came upon the kiosk where Empal had his goods displayed. The market brought back memories for Boyce; remembering the fun that he used to have when he was out with Dearborne. Empal's kiosk was in the same place as it had always been. This brought for Boyce some degree of security and stability, and it also helped his confidence to go ahead with the plans that have been made for his retake of Phoride. Empal had seen the two men and was now finally relieved from the worry that he had for them throughout the passed month, since they left Besten. He knew that they were supposed to have arrived in Pomperaque long ago, having taken the shorter route, but he knew that there had to be some good reason and he was certain that they would be told to him. He saw the strange crow perched upon Boyce's shoulder and he saw how dirty and ripped their clothing was. Other than their wandering appearance and their stale smell, Empal thought to himself the traveller's prayer of thanks, to God. They came up to Empal's stall and they stayed around there for a while choosing fruits that were the ripest and biggest for their price. "You have good fruit here, old man!" said Lloyd, as he picked up an apple and bit into it. "Would you trade or pay money, for that?" asked Empal as he pointed at the apple. Zoro jumped down onto the stall, from Boyce's shoulder, and started to pick at some grapes and corn. Empal waved it away and he looked somewhat annoyed. "We'll have that, which my bird began to eat, and a kilo of apples, and two pomegranates!" said Boyce.