Smuggler ' s Island Content . It took a little over an hour for Harithoel to search the island from one end to the other . He turned back to S ' Riizh who was were he left him , half buried in the sand to pack his broken bones . One of the crates of moon sugar was open . " You ' re sampling the merchandise ? " asked Harithoel angrily . " It takes away the pain , " said S ' Riizh . " How far away are we ? " " We didn ' t make it as far as the mainland , " said Harithoel . " I can ' t see the coastline at all . But that ' s not all . I haven ' t found anything edible anywhere . Just weeds and a few scraggly trees . " " And no other survivors ? " asked S ' Riizh . " No , it looks like we ' re the only ones . I guess , the nice way to look at it is that if we ' re rescued , we can divide the profits between two rather than between twelve . " " So we ' ll either be rich or dead , " said S ' Riizh . " That ' s a comfort . " S ' Riizh was too battered to be of much help , but Harithoel was able to construct a crude shelter , weaving the sand weeds . As night fell on the small island , the two men discussed the smuggling operation and what went wrong . Their boat , laden with five crates of moon sugar , was supposed to meet another , the Sanchariot , off the coast of Hla Oad . Who could have predicted the storm ? Who could have predicted that everyone would drown , from the bold captain to the mysterious figure with ties to one of the royal Houses , everyone except for S ' Riizh and Harithoel . They decided that it was all the whim of Boethiah or one of the other daedra with cruel senses of humor . Finding fresh water was their first goal , and it turned out to be a fruitless quest . Harithoel dug deeply , but there were no springs under the island , just sand and rock . S ' Riizh felt panic seizing his soul , until he saw the small , quick , golden fish swimming at the edges of the island . He had read somewhere that fish not only were food , but there was always a little fresh water within them . If he could catch one , the two men could be saved . With his broken legs , he was a pathetic predator and he was soon reduced to hurling rocks at the alert and nimble little fish . Harithoel watched S ' Riizh ' s futile endeavor for a little while before getting to work . He used his small knife to whittle a point on a long , straight tree branch until he had fashioned a spear . Again and again , he thrust the spear at the fish , but he had no more success than S ' Riizh and his stones . " Have you never used a spear before ? " asked S ' Riizh . " It ' s not my weapon of choice , " said Harithoel , quietly , watching his prey and missing another with a splash and a curse . " Nchow ! " S ' Riizh laughed : " Do you want a rock ? " Harithoel ignored S ' Riizh , murmuring , " The trick as I ' ve heard it is to anticipate where your target ' s going to go and aim your spear there , not where they are now . I just have to observe them a little longer . Why can ' t the little fechers swim in straight lines ? " After an hour of flailing about , Harithoel , by luck , managed to spear a fish . The men tore it apart and ate it raw . As the days and weeks went by , Harithoel got better and better until he was able to strike quickly and with great accuracy . He could hit a fish by throwing the spear or by plunging at one at his feet . S ' Riizh made fire , but being lame , he had to rely on Harithoel for all the food . It was nearly two months after washing ashore that the men saw a boat on the horizon . They set a large fire , and the crew saw them . As it approached , they saw that it was the Sanchariot , the very boat they were to have met on the night of the storm . The smugglers aboard would pay them good money for the moon sugar . Luckily , S ' Riizh had used only a little bit of it , and they still had five nearly full crates . They were not only going to be saved , they were going to be rich , just as Harithoel had said . Harithoel excitedly started to help S ' Riizh to his feet , but the man rose on his own . " You can walk ! " he said , laughing . " It ' s a miracle ! " " S ' Riizh is not too steady , though , " said S ' Riizh . " Would you gather up the crates ? " Harithoel , overjoyed at rescue at long last , began picking up the crates and stacking them . " I wish you had told me that you could walk though , mate . I could have used your help spearing dinner all these months . " " S ' Riizh watches though , " said S ' Riizh . " You ' d be surprised how much you can learn just by watching . Don ' t forget the fifth crate over by the tree . " S ' Riizh shuffled over to the shore and saw that the boat was only a few minutes from landing . " And S ' Riizh listens . When you said that a fortune divided by two was more profitable than a fortune divided by twelve , S ' Riizh listened to that too . " S ' Riizh shuffled back to the crate by the tree . " And it occurred to S ' Riizh that a fortune divided by one was even better . " S ' Riizh pulled the spear out of Harithoel ' s skull . The trajectory had been perfect : it had fallen down from the branches as soon as the crate was removed , just as he had planned . " Like you said , the trick is to anticipate where your target ' s going to go and aim your spear there . " S ' Riizh pushed the crate to the shore and waved the boat in .