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Tegan  

Verri'Anna's image floated into her mind.

I am here.

Saga speaks...

Tegan almost stumbled as Saga's powerful voice sounded, relayed by Verri'Anna, in her mind.

''The healer has given me good water. If he manages again tonight, then by tomorrow at dusk I should be clean of the foul poison. My magicka will rise.''

Tegan nearly whooped with glee. ''Excellent! ''

Contact me when I can help.

I will do just that.

''Good luck with the Kha'jiit. Know this, the healer has a loved one he seeks. This is his weakness.''  A dark image entered her mind, a creature--who looked vaguely like a woman, surrounded by bats. She almost recoiled.

What in Oblivion?

Morrigan...she is beyond his help, but the heart knows no limits when it loves.

Saga's voice faded and Verri'Anna withdrew.

Tegan dumped her ore and started the walk back down.