Omicron day, no work. So back to the slave market in Dulla, jewel of Ofir.
Slave buyers are reluctant on buying white slaves as they are feeble workers so the last attempt is made to sell all of the three white sorceresses at one bargain price. Finally, the local baker agreed to pay the meager amount. He just lost a couple of well-muscled wheel-turning Nubians to the plague and now he's short a few slaves to keep the mill running. "At least if they die spinning the wheel, I didn't pay a fortune".
-"Have them branded, rechained and sent to the mill", he added. "And throw the blind one in the deal as well, I doubt anyone will want anything to do with her".