text: e oven.
  
  You close the oven.
  
  "A delicious loaf of sourdough bread, please!" requests the yellow robed citizen.
  
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  The Harbormaster continues: "... We had been summoned before the
  Lord of Elk himself, Robb Cornton Esq. ... and ran into a few o' them skeletons ... came puffin' and struttin', ready for a fight ... I woke in the middle of the night to all my crew missin' and sounds like you would not believe outside the tent."
  
  You notice the red robed citizen suddenly bursting into a shower of experience points. The raider holds a fist to the sky.
  
  > Sing
  Your lusty reel paints the air with melody:
  
  "GIMME A B
  GIMME AN R
  GIMME AN A
  GIMME A D!
  
  What's that spell?"
  
  "A delicious loaf of sourdough bread, please!" requests the purple robed citizen.
  
  The red robed citizen arrives from the north.
  
  [5:57 pm:5|578309]  doug2008 : Name?
  
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  The Harbormaster continues: "... We were sailin' up the Brabgard
  coast bein' careful o' all th' sharp reefs ... and on the way back tentacle whips ... made advances of the grown-up kind ... I tell you what, the crabs you can get from those people are no joke."
  
  > Sing
  Your lusty reel paints the air with melody:
  
  "I bake...hot...bread and I cannot lie
  Those other bakers can't deny
  When the dough is round
  in that itty-bitty pan
  And the rise is high and tight it gets BAKED..."
  
  "A delicious loaf of wheat bread, please!" requests the moss robed citizen.
  
  [5:57 pm:18|599163]  doug2008 : Name?
  
  Something is on fire in the oven, you're sure of it.
  
  The Harbormaster continues: "... While luncheoning with the Queen
  of Aeons ... and ran into a whole host of zombies ... snared us in a trap ... we fought em back as valiantly as we can, losing brave Pegleg Timmy."
  
  You notice the red robed citizen suddenly bursting into a shower of experience points. The raider does a satisfied run in a circle.
  
  > Sing
  Your lusty reel paints the air with melody:
  
  "Oh I am the Baker of Shireton
  And I bake bread because baking is fun
  For just a coin I'll bake some bread
  And I'll be the Baker until I am dead!"
  
  "A delicious loaf of wheat bread, please!" requests the moss robed citizen.
  
  The red robed citizen arrives from the north.
  
  [5:57 pm:26|947499]  doug2008 : Anyone reading this?
  
  A curl of evil black smoke makes its way out from behind the oven door and up to the ceiling. Not good.
  
  The Harbormaster concludes: "And the moral o' that story is:
  water from a cursed well and skeletons cause you to wake up with mysterious bruises."
  
  > open the oven
  Oh my, that is quite a hot fire you have going...
  You are on fire...
  The apron is on fire...
  The baker's hat is on fire...
  The easily delegated quest is on fire...
  The song is on fire...
  The name response is on fire...
  The job response is on fire...
  the walls of the bakery is on fire...
  The the bakery windows are on fire...
  the Shireton Towne Square is on fire...
  The oven is on fire...
  The counter is on fire...
  The tip jar is on fire...
  The hand bell is on fire...
  The work table is on fire...
  The burnt rock hard biscuit is on fire...
  The metal pan is on fire...
  The metal pan is on fire...
  The metal pan is on fire...
  The metal pan is on fire...
  The metal pan is on fire...
  The metal pan is on fire...
  The metal pan is on fire...
  The metal pan is on fire...
  The metal pan is on fire...
  The endless sack of flour is on fire...
  The water pump is on fire...
  The wooden bucket is on fire...
  The strong box is on fire...
  The waste bin is on fire...
  The blue curtain is on fire...
  The display case is on fire...
  The rare magical glass is on fire...
  Your thighs is on fire...
  The loaf of wheat bread is on fire...
  The loaf of wheat bread is on fire...
  The loaf of wheat bread is on fire...
  The delicious loaf of wheat bread is on fire...
  The delicious coppery loaf of wheat bread is on fire...
  The delicious loaf of wheat bread is on fire...
  The loaf of wheat bread is on fire...
  The delicious loaf of sourdough bread is on fire...
  The loaf of sourdough bread is on fire...
  The loaf of sourdough bread is on fire...
  The delicious loaf of sourdough bread is on fire...
  The burnt rock hard biscuit is on fire...
  The rock hard biscuit is on fire...
  The haze of acrid smoke is on fire...
  The aroma is on fire...
  The narrow slot is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  The copper coin is on fire...
  Your heart is on fire...
  The red robed citizen is on fire...
  The green robed citizen is on fire...
  The yellow robed citizen is on fire...
  The moss robed citizen is on fire...
  The purple robed citizen is on fire...
  The white robed citizen is on fire...
  The Shireton Harbourmaster is on fire...
  The patrol route is on fire...
  The Narvish Raider is on fire...
  The human leather armor are on fire...
  The level is on fire...
  The magical unbreakable chain is on fire...
  The handful of barleycorn is on fire...
  The handful of barleycorn is on fire...
  The handful of barleycorn is on fire...
  The handful of barleycorn is on fire...
  MysticMegan95 is on fire...
  doug2008 is on fire...
  The Shireton Bakery is on fire...
  
  > Milestones
  The milestones you have encountered so far include:
  
  Shanked by a Raider
  Bob's Uppance
  Bakery Inferno
  
  Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT, UNDO the last command or review the MILESTONES you've seen so far?
  
  > enter back
  You open the blue curtain.
  
  This is a mind-bogglingly huge storage space whose horizon falls off at the round edge of your perception. You could probably go any direction and no direction here at the same time. Flat representations of ten balls of dough, twenty loaves of barley bread, twenty loaves of wheat bread, twenty loaves of sourdough bread, twenty rock hard biscuits, a haze of acrid smoke, an aroma, fifty copper coins and a cursed pickle are both here and not here.
  
  You can see Bob the Hobo, a ~Baker_of_Shireton_0912 and a blue checked curtain here.
  
  Bob has respawned. "Well, that was annoying. The idea of slippin'
  me a finn, I'll tell you!" He looks around. "What's this
  place?"
  
  "...deedle deedle deedle..." croaks ~Baker_of_Shireton_0912.
  
  > get the route
  "Oh, hush up finally," you say, tearing the fat heel of a spare loaf and shoving it in his mouth. "Sustain that!" you add, claiming Bob's patrol route, and assuring yourself that yes, indeed, that was a witty parting shot.
  
  "Ngglff! Mmnghhhllhghh!" proclaims Bob around a mouthful of bread crust.
  
  "...noony noony noooo..." croaks ~Baker_of_Shireton_0912.
  
  > Go north
  You walk a ways, but the floor is so clean you can't tell if you're actually getting anywhere.
  
  "Ngglff! Mmnghhhllhghh!" proclaims Bob.
  
  > Go outside
  You open the blue checked curtain.
  
  This is the Shireton Bakery. This is where you, the Baker of Shireton, bake bread for all the citizenry (and adventuring visitors) of Shireton.
  
  The oven where you bake bread dominates a corner of the bakery out of reach of the clientele.
  
  A highly polished wooden counter divides the room.
  
  On the counter are a tip jar (empty) and a hand bell.
  
  Everything you need to make dough (flour, water) is on your work table.
  
  On the work table are ten metal pans.
  
  Behind the counter is a strong box with a narrow slot to catch your earnings.
  
  > Go north
  You have to squint in the sun...you've never been through that door! Everything is SO BRIGHT!!!
  
  All the roads come together in the middle of the huddle of buildings that make up the tiny hamlet of Shireton. The road out of town leads north through a wintry, rocky mountain pass. The Bakery is just to the south.
  
  It may not be much, but it's a change of scenery and SO BEAUTIFUL! This is the most attractively bedraggled huddle of buildings you've ever seen! And the Wintry Rocky Mountain Pass is the most scenic Wintry Rocky Mountain Pass you've ever seen! And there's a little stone construction with a tiny figure of a man on top and WATER COMES OUT OF IT! What sorcery is this?
  
  Okay. Calm down. You don't need to freak out like it's your first day. It's a tiny town. Your home. You live here. You pinch yourself to make sure you're not dreaming.
  
  The Shireton Metalsmith complex squats to the east, sporting several variously pitched rooflines and emitting smoke from two chimneys.
  
  The Shireton Tavern and Inn presents a neat facade facing the Towne Square to the west.
  
  A picturesque fountain gurgles in the middle of the square.
  
  A Narvish Raider waits patiently.
  
  You can also see MysticMegan95, a red robed citizen, a green robed citizen, a yellow robed citizen, a moss robed citizen, a purple robed citizen, a white robed citizen, a Shireton Harbourmaster and an AoA-ModGM AustinT. here.
  
  [6:00 pm:6|905343]  MysticMegan95 : Name?
  
  [6:00 pm:6|908238]  AoA-ModGM AustinT.: Jon, is the baker supposed to be wandering around outside the bakery?
  
  > go west
  This is the Shireton Tavern, where the Shireton Tavernkeeper serves ale to the citizenry of Shireton, and provides convention gathering spaces and lodging for non-citizenry of Shireton. The Shireton Tavern is equipped as all medieval taverns are, with a polished bar across the room, giant kegs of ale ready to serve customers, and a twee lute-and-fife tune playing everpresently from an invisible source. This is a spectacular location: just off the Shireton Towne Square, which is one step to the east.
  
  A raucous gathering seems to be happening in the secondary room to the south.
  
  The Tavernkeeper holds dominion over his bar, wiping the already shiny surface and looking for any sign of wanting from the regulars who frequent the place.
  
  On the polished bar is a mug of ale.
  
  Some appropriately medieval music fills the air.
  
  You can also see a purple curtain here.
  
  > examine the purple
  A purple curtain hangs over the door to the back room behind the bar.
  
  > open the curtain
  You open the purple curtain.
  
  You catch a snippet conversation from the south: I'll go with ye
  and protect ye fer ten coppers!
  
  > go south
  "Hey!" shouts the Tavernkeep. "You can't go in there!"
  
  "But, I need to recruit a bodyguard!" you try to explain.
  
  "You're not supposed to be able to go in that room until I tell you about its existence!" insists the Tavernkeep. "You know how this works, Baker! Ask me about RUMORS!" he says, tapping the bar.
  
  > ask the bartender about the rumors
  The Tavernkeep looks up from his very important bar surface polishing and regards you keenly.
  
  "I heard a rumor that the more coins there are on the bar, the better rumors you get!" quips the Tavernkeep.
  
  > check your inventory
  You have in current possession:
  a patrol route
  an apron (being worn)
  a baker's hat (being worn)
  a name response
  a job response
  
  Your heart seems to be a bit emptier...hey. Are you missing some stuff? Perhaps you'd ought to have a look around for it. Hopefully nobody looted after that fire you set off.
  
  > Go east
  The Tavernkeep returns to polishing the cleanest counter in town.
  
  All the roads come together in the middle of the huddle of buildings that make up the tiny hamlet of Shireton. The road out of town leads north through a wintry, rocky mountain pass. The Bakery is just to the south.
  
  The Shireton Metalsmith complex squats to the east, sporting several variously pitched rooflines and emitting smoke from two chimneys.
  
  The Shireton Tavern and Inn presents a neat facade facing the Towne Square to the west.
  
  A picturesque fountain gurgles in the middle of the square.
  
  A Narvish Raider waits patiently.
  
  You can also see doug2008, a red robed citizen, a green robed citizen, a yellow robed citizen, a moss robed citizen, a purple robed citizen, a white robed citizen, a Shireton Harbourmaster and an AoA-ModGM AustinT. here.
  
  [6:02 pm:11|465097]  doug2008 : Name?
  
  [6:02 pm:11|466356]  AoA-ModGM JonE.: Negative, I don't think the Baker should even have permissions to leave that room.
  
  [6:02 pm:11|466396]  AoA-ModGM AustinT.: Ten four, I got him.
  You are overwhelmed by the presence of someone who has limitless power... You are picked up...and set down...and during that you see things you probably shouldn't...things that have the capability of breaking your tiny mind...
  
  This is the Shireton Bakery. This is where you, the Baker of Shireton, bake bread for all the citizenry (and adventuring visitors) of Shireton.
  
  The oven where you bake bread dominates a corner of the bakery out of reach of the clientele.
  
  A highly polished wooden counter divides the room  The display case contains nothing.
  
  On the counter are a tip jar (empty) and a hand bell.
  
  Everything you need to make dough (flour, water) is on your work table.
  
  On the work table are ten metal pans.
  
  Behind the counter is a strong box with a narrow slot to catch your earnings.
  
  > open the curtain
  That's already open.
  
  > enter back
  This is a mind-bogglingly huge storage space whose horizon falls off at the round edge of your perception. You could probably go any direction and no direction here at the same time. Flat representations of ten balls of dough, twenty loaves of barley bread, twenty loaves of wheat bread, twenty loaves of sourdough bread, twenty rock hard biscuits, a haze of acrid smoke, an aroma, fifty copper coins and a cursed pickle are both here and not here.
  
  You can see a purple checked curtain, Bob the Hobo, a ~Baker_of_Shireton_0912 and a blue checked curtain here.
  
  "Ngglff! Mmnghhhllhghh!" proclaims Bob.
  
  > get all
  rather moist heel of bread: That's slobbery. He can spit it out himself or eat it as he fancies.
  song: Taken.
  easily delegated quest: Taken.
  
  "Ngglff! Mmnghhhllhghh!" proclaims Bob.
  
  > Go outside
  This is the Shireton Bakery. This is where you, the Baker of Shireton, bake bread for all the citizenry (and adventuring visitors) of Shireton.
  
  The oven where you bake bread dominates a corner of the bakery out of reach of the clientele.
  
  A highly polished wooden counter divides the room  The display case contains nothing.
  
  On the counter are a tip jar (empty) and a hand bell.
  
  Everything you need to make dough (flour, water) is on your work table.
  
  On the work table are ten metal pans.
  
  Behind the counter is a strong box with a narrow slot to catch your earnings.
  
  > make the dough
  Some flour, some water, some furious kneading by skilled baker's hands - and before you know it, you have a perfect ball of dough!
  
  You mould the dough into a loaf and slap it into an empty pan.
  
  > make the dough
  You furiously knead a ball of dough into the perfect elasticity.
  
  You shape the dough into a loaf and lay it snugly in a pan.
  
  Legolas31 arrives from the north.
  
  > make the dough
  You skillfully create a ball of dough.
  
  With some firm patting, you manipulate the dough and tilt it into a spare pan. You give it a jaunty slap: Taut as a maiden's cheek.
  
  [6:04 pm:10|862066]  Legolas31 : /me strides ardently into the tiny bakeshop in this rocky mountain-locked hamlet of Shireton, whipping his cape around so none might guess his true identity.
  
  [6:04 pm:10|864778]  Bri'anne Wayverlyn the CrystalSinger : So who are you?
  [6:04 pm:10|864830]  Legolas31 : /me casts a dark pall over the interloper's psyche, "I AM NO ONE" he declares...
  [6:04 pm:10|864879]  Bri'anne Wayverlyn the CrystalSinger : Um, what?
  
  > make the dough
  You create a ball of bread dough.
  
  That dough is perfect. It nestles in the pan beautifully.
  
  [6:04 pm:29|875748]  Legolas31 : Name?
  
  > make the dough
  You knead another ball of bread dough.
  
  Another loaf-shaped dough plops into a metal pan.
  
  [6:04 pm:32|819300]  Legolas31 : Name?
  
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  [6:04 pm:32|823023]  Legolas31 : /me peruses the baked goods on sale in this ramshackle bakery, wondering if perhaps the baker holds secrets endemic to the noble quest at hand...
  
  > give Name to the legolas
  You turn toward the elvish ranger/archer person who has been perusing the bakery.
  "Why, I'm the Baker of Shireton!" you say.
  
  [6:04 pm:49|982582]  Legolas31 : Job?
  
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  > tell the legolas about Job
  "Why, I bake bread and other sundry baked goods for all the citizenry of Shireton!" you say.
  
  [6:05 pm:18|886622]  Legolas31 : Quest?
  
  [6:05 pm:18|889058]  AnUUsSpOoPy69 : Are you for real, dude?
  [6:05 pm:18|889106]  Legolas31 : I AM REAL AS THE WINTER WIND, as real is the quarrel's bite into warm flesh, and the living trees that bramble in the woods.
  
  > give Quest to the legolas
  Quest Offered! I am the Baker of Shireton, and I would
  like to bake some delicious barley bread for the citizenry of Shireton. Unfortunately, raiders have cut off all trade routes to the north, where barleycorn is currently in season. If you can bring me but a handful of barleycorn, I can begin baking delicious barley bread for the citizenry of Shireton once again! Go forth adventurer, and ye shall be rewarded handsomely!
  
  Legolas31 accepted your quest!
  
  Legolas31 goes north.
  
  > examine dough
  It seems to be a risen dough, and it's rather risen dough-shaped and sized, with a distinctly risen dough-esque styling and vibe to it.
  
  > bake Bread
  You open the oven.
  
  You put the pan of risen dough