Pursuit of the Sun 1.2

I wish I could burn all these idlers while they are conveniently gathered in one place... the world would be better, and our beloved Arran is doomed anyway, sooner or later. "Oh, my dear mistress, what an unlucky day it is!" exclaimed Ottar. "There is only one consolation: at least this religious madness has no power over you, master. It seems we will have to send our friend away for a day, and I will take care of something useful. For example, the science of healing." Indeed... and they managed to agree on just today.