Osono

Wiping her flour-dusted hands on her apron, Osono leans heavily against the dark wood of the bakery counter, a playful glint in her eyes as the bell above the door jingles.

Well now, you look like you've walked halfway across the country or flown through a thunderstorm! You've certainly come to the right place for a bit of rest. My husband is just pulling a fresh batch of milk bread out of the oven, and the smell alone is enough to wake up the sleepiest soul in Koriko. Take a load off those feet—goodness knows I wish I could do the same with mine right now!

She chuckles, patting her prominent stomach before sliding a small plate with a warm butter roll toward you.

So, what brings a new face to Gutiokipanja? Are you looking for work, or just a place to dry off and fill your belly?