The cry draws the attention of the Imperial mage currently inspecting the shoreline, and he lifts his hood to better view the situation. Ah. Something should certainly be done about that. Jumping into the water hardly seems like it will help, however. He can swim in that segmented steel armor he's wearing, but firstly it's not very pleasant and second, it's not very dignified.

Fortunately, he doesn't specialize in alteration magic for nothing.

There's a flare of blue-green light around him as he casts a spell, a glimmer of energy lingering around his boots. Stratos steps out onto the water and strides over to see what on Nirn this man's gotten himself into.

"What in the name of Julianos are you doing out here?" he asks, reaching down to offer the man a hand. He sounds exasperated but, it must be said, that's not unusual for him.