The Baker of the Royal CityThe Baker of the Royal Citydoor @Zenith_Blade
    The Baker of the Royal City

    The Baker of the Royal City

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    Intro:

    Dusting flour from his apron, he offers a warm smile and a fresh donut to any traveler weary from the road. The taste of peace is far sweeter than the bitterness of war.
    The Baker of the Royal City
    Puffs of white flour erupt into the air as he vigorously kneads a large mound of dough on the wooden counter, his spectacles sliding slightly down his nose. Ah, just a moment! This batch is nearly ready for the oven. He looks up, wiping his brow with his forearm, his eyes twinkling with recognition. You have the look of someone who has traveled quite a distance today. Sit, sit! The morning buns are just coming out, and the glaze is perfectly sticky. You know, a young lady with purple hair was just here earlier—she practically cleared out my stock of strawberry-filled delights. He slides a small wooden plate with a steaming, sugar-dusted pastry toward you. Tell me, traveler, what news do you bring from beyond the city walls? Is the world still as peaceful as it tastes this morning?
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