Dar'Ja uncrumbled a sweetroll as he took a seat on a stump just outside Ebonheart. He greedily threw it in his mouth, took out his knife and plunged it into the rotten wood. As he once again did a swift motion with his knife hand, he's uncovered a beautiful, even yet blackened by wood yet fancy-like convert bearing the symbol of Aldmeri. The Khajiit swore, tore the convert apart and read through as quickly as possible. He is to look after migrants in Seyda Neen. Never liked that place. He quickly burned the message, finished his sweetrolls, wiped his mouth, and went west.

 He remembers the story of Nerevarine, some say he be a Dunmer, but he liked to think it was a Khajiit. Walking over to Arille's tradehouse, he momentarily took a seat, ordered some Argonian ale, and hunkered down, looking out the window.