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(Not everything.  Only what you project.  But she heard your question.)

I am Verri'Anna.  Once again she projected an image of herself, sitting on her plank, meditating.

''Tegan will speak through me. We have been trying to reach you.''

''Bjolmar? Can you hear me?''  The flavor of the thoughts in his mind changed. The image of Tegan appeared, but without the blood and the prisoner's clothes or even the scars. She was as she thought of herself. Younger, garbed in Stormcloak armor, sheathed sword at her side.