Boris sat on a rooftop, looking down at the crowds below him that filled sun's height market. With one leg dangling over the edge, Boris played a wistful tune. It wasn't often he found himself so clear-minded, but clear as his mind was, it only amplified the sorrow of being unable to traverse the streets normally. Reminded of the freedom he'd found within the Rakdos cult, he subconsciously switched to playing louder, rougher songs as he walked along the edge of the rooftops.

Looking down to see if anything interesting was happening, he happened to come across the woman selling an elemental as a "guard". Boris laughed as he saw this scene unfold and stayed for a couple of minutes. Soon however, he turned and started looking for something else interesting--Ravnica was filled with interesting things after all.