The Grand Ombudsmabaker stood triumphantly before the crowd. He was the people's leader, their spokesman, and their baker. By day he negotiated tirelessly for the people's freedom before the Snagrattles, who looked over their country eager to devour them, and their bread. By night he baked that exact bread, with which he fed the people. So far, he'd succeed in both feeding them and defending them from the Snagrattles.
How long could it last though? He was but one ombudsmabaker, and the people grew soft on his bread. Perhaps it was time to let them face some hardship? Not today, no. But yes, one day soon, scarcity or struggle would come.
How long could it last though? He was but one ombudsmabaker, and the people grew soft on his bread. Perhaps it was time to let them face some hardship? Not today, no. But yes, one day soon, scarcity or struggle would come.
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