The advantage to finishing her work was quite simple, it took her into the afternoon.  Laelith didn't ever fully 'stop' as it was a bustling city, but it certainly had it's slow moments.  Afternoon till the heat of the day broke, tended to be a bit slower.  People just didn't want to work quite as hard when the temperature pushed well over a hundred in the shade.   But by the fourth bell in the afternoon, Velma's wax work was done, and she headed out into the hot afternoon air safe in the knowledge that the hottest parts of the day were past.  The buildings,mostly ancient but durable quartz, didn't hold the heat thankfully as much as a brick or clay would.  But still the warm streets and walls always felt most oppressive at this time of day till near sunset.<br/><br/>Thankfully Velma was headed back down to the area near the docks.  It was the coolest part of the city, being against the water that lay to the west.  Of course, one had to deal with the rotting fish smell that never was too strong nor ever completely absent.  Thankfully it had just finished a twenty minute tropical rain shower before she finished her work.  The rain helped cut the heat and bled off some of the heat from the stone of the city as it washed down into gutters and into the sewers.  The world took on a mystical quality as the sun baked away any remaining puddles and standing rain, causing the air to shimmer and waver as she walked along towards her goal.<br/><br/>Eventually she arrived at the warehouse and began simply, questioning those that were about.  Keeping clear of the Laelith defenders, because she didn't really need the town guard knowing what she was about.  For a good while most people had nothing useful to tell her, and most ignored her, though there were one or two who had more base, crude, suggestions on what she could do with her time.  Until a middle aged woman, rather homely and a bit too skinny, seemed excited by the question,  "Oh, you know what?"  the woman who identified herself as Lessiein said excitedly, "I didn't see nothin last night, but this mornin my husband, he was talking to me about somethin.  He was sayin he heard some music an when he looked out, saw a man in a robe.  He's out on his fisshin boat with his buddies, but they always make dock bout an hour before sundown.  If you come back aroun then, he should be home an you can ask him what he seen.  I really don't know more than that."<br/><br/>Velma considered the situation.  It was still a few hours till sun down, and the commander wasn't expecting her till after sundown anyways.  She thanked Lessiein and continued asking around the district, but no one seemed to know much, or wasn't interested in helping her.  As the sun dipped lower and lower, she could see fishing boats coming back into port, their nets full of that day's catch, and she wondered how bad the home of a fisherman and his wife might smell on the inside.  She could always skip it, but if she did, she'd have to be back here before day break to catch the man and ask him then.  Fishermen were known to leave port nearly at sunup, and stay out most of the day.