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"Sorka!" As the Dunmer left, Sorka heard the Listener's call. ''How did he know I was here? Of course, the Night Mother told her.''

Sorka went running. She stopped just short of the Chamber Door, peering in. "Come in, woman.  I don't bite."

The Listener was just closing the coffin door. Sorka shuddered. "You have an uncanny ability of knowing where you are needed, Sorka.  You will make a fine Listener, some day."

"Me?  A Listener?  Oh no--not me--she didn't tell you that, did she?" she stopped, horrified at what she'd just said. Blasphemy.

The Listener just grinned and beckoned her closer. "Sicarius caught up with you?" Sorka nodded. "I see you are still in one piece," the Listener looked her over. "He is dangerous. Watch him closely.  Kill him if the opportunity presents itself." Sorka nodded, swallowing hard. Not likely.

"The Night Mother tells me that the Morag Tong wish to join us.  This is to be avoided at all costs.  Deny them.  Return to Morrowind at once.  You must be there for the assassination.  It will require your presence," he turned and rummaged on a shelf of scrolls. "Here.  A scroll of teleportation.  Think of where you wish to go and open it.  Take that bloody Tong with you.  I don't want him hanging about here.  I would send them all to Oblivion if I could.  Perhaps we will some day," handed her the scroll. "Go now.  Sithis guide you."

Sorka turned and hurried out, relieved to be out of the Chamber.