You pass through an old wooden gate leading into a dilapidated, murky seaside village. Not far ahead, you notice an undersized Khajiit, more precisely of the Dagi-raht breed, pacing around frantically.

Captain Za'ji: "She is fine, surely… Caska will be back any moment."

He notices you.

Captain Za'ji: "Wha— beware salty spirit! Za'ji will not go easy— oh… phew, you're no ghost."