((I think I'll join yer little rp here. GET READY FOR THE PIRATE!))
Down at the river, Aq was taking a swim. True, she did this a lot, this would be her third this morning, but she didn't care. She got so into her activity that she stopped paying attention and her head suddenly rammed into something hard. Falling back and into a sitting position, she rubbed the tender spot that would probably be bruised in the morning.
"Arr... that 'urts."
Suddenly noticing what she ran into, the pain seemed to subside and she stood up, walking around the boat and looking it over. It was an old, rusty one and she scoffed at it.
"Har! We Zoras don' need these things. Swimmin' is perfectly fine fer us."
But the old nautical vessel had struck a curiosity streak in her and she started looking it over, knocking on some things and pocketing the few valuables. She continued crawling over it, looking for anything else she might be able to sell.