Before Eric a brine encrusted dinghy bobs gently, its wood aged and rotten to the point where the thing ought to fall apart as the slightest movement, and its insides slick with algae and sea scum washed aboard through was was surely a near capsize. This boat has had a bad trip, and its passenger no better than it. Unconscious and arm half slung over the edge was a haggard man who looked to be in his mid 30s, his taupe colored hair and beard mattered down with kelp and salt. His leggings wear intact, but his shirt was torn in several places. Somehow in spite of all that his body seemed free of any serious injury or marking. A waterlogged leather satchel is tied about his other arm and pressed against his abdomen.
This man is alive and breathing softly, clearly exhausted from whatever ordeal he faced. A keen eye on his health would indicate he is likely suffering from dehydration and possibly starving.