Yerig climbed into his tent while Sabine went around the area to forage. The flora on the island did not seem to be terribly different from that on the mainland of High Rock, so Sabine would know roughly what she could expect to find. She would eventually spot Do'rhajul, who had simply gone to bathe himself in the sea. From a distance, he did not seem to be doing much more than sitting in the water, staring absently out over the waves. Without knowing his thoughts, it would be difficult for Sabine to tell how much her advice and encouragement had been affecting him. He was obviously deep in thought, but whether those thoughts were constructive or destructive to himself, she could not determine. 

Shortly afterwards, Sabine would be able to hear a distant echo of an unmistakable sound: a dragon's roar. It was distinct and easy for her ears to detect, but the source was obviously far from their location. It sounded like it could be near the center of the island. It placed their group in no immediate danger, but it did confirm both that they were in the right place, and the dragon was not yet dead. If the axe's wielder was still alive, he had certainly not collected his bounty.