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The brute that had freed her was a heavy sleeper. She stole from his bed in the early morning light, stealing a few articles of clothing from the Tavern Keeper's daughter before making her way to the docks. She had hoped to find work as an overseer on a trading galley, but one has to start somewhere. The work of a deckhand was hard and tedious, but it was nothing compared to the toil of the slaves that pulled the oars below. She took to calling herself Byanca. It meant white for the color of her hair, but also for starting clean. She scrubbed to the rhythm of the galley drums below as she left the port a free woman.

Description
The brute that had freed her was a heavy sleeper. She stole from his bed in the early morning light, stealing a few articles of clothing from the Tavern Keeper's daughter before making her way to the docks. She had hoped to find work as an overseer on a trading galley, but one has to start somewhere. The work of a deckhand was hard and tedious, but it was nothing compared to the toil of the slaves that pulled the oars below. She took to calling herself Byanca. It meant white for the color of her hair, but also for starting clean. She scrubbed to the rhythm of the galley drums below as she left the port a free woman.