[color=D6CC88]Amuné stayed close to Ethan as the group made their way to the docks.  After asking around, they were pointed to a waterfront shop, and inside the merchant they sought, a man named Lazlo.  He wore layers of colorful clothing and, in Amuné's opinion, looked really funny.  She supposed it must be some sort of fashion wherever he came from, but it made him look silly.  The cloth in his shop was lovely, though, and the girl had to resist the temptation to touch it.  It seemed fabric wasn't the only thing the merchant dealt in, though, as he was also smuggling alcohol.

Outside, Ethan and Nymira got into a conversation about the merits of alcohol.  Amuné's parents had always told her that it wasn't a bad thing as long as you didn't have too much.  She'd never had any herself -- when she'd asked once if she could she'd been told she needed to wait until she was older.

Cecil seemed to be upset, so the girl slipped her hand into his and gave it a squeeze, before considering Ethan's question.  "Well, he said it was a steamboat, right?  So that means a big wheel that moves it.  I've seen one before, they're pretty neat!  And the name, [i]Aube Doré[/i], that should be on its side somewhere.  But do you really think the thieves will bring it into town?"[/color]