"Survive an assault on Oblivion? I think that's quite an assumption." Do'rhajul replied. "Even a success would inevitably come with high casualties, and I would certainly be protecting your life, master. I do not think it is necessary to focus on existential questions until we have faced and overcame the dangers ahead of us. Perhaps peace will be mine, one day, but it is difficult for me to settle for peace when there is still a war to fight. Afterwards, well, I would not be opposed to having this conversation again."

The group was more focused on watching out for the dragon as long as they were walking along the rockier portions of the coast, but as they came to calmer waters, they were more attentive towards the shore. Just like themselves, the man they were tracking was likely to have chosen a beach on which to land. The first beach they came across did not seem to have been disturbed, but on the second, Do'rhajul's keen eyes spotted some sand that had been dragged up into the grass from the beach. Following it farther up near the forest, they were able to find exactly what they had been hoping for. There were two rowboats resting near the trees, next to the cold remnants of a campfire. They had almost certainly been left behind by the Redguard and the other bounty hunters with him. Most likely, Do'rhajul reasoned, was that they had hired a larger ship to take them to the island, then took rowboats to make landfall. The tracks and other evidence left around the camp did match up with the timeframe at which the Redguard would have arrived. Besides which, it was not as if many others would willingly visit this island in particular. There were tracks that seemed to indicate that they had moved farther inland, though it was getting somewhat close to nightfall.