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I was also born into this town, I was named Fatima. For a bit I wasn't sure what to do, but eventually I started helping the baker. I went off to get wheat for her, but returned to find two murder graves north of the bakery.

I did my best to make pies without taking all the carrots from  the farmers, mostly ended up just making rabbit pies. The elderly king got a boy to assist me in pie making, and I ran off with a cart to gather more wheat. There was a brief famine, no carrots were ready, the children were dying, the fire had gone out and we had baskets of raw pies sitting next to the oven. Near the end of my life we managed to cook nearly four baskets of pies.

The boy who helped me loaded all the pies onto a cart and asked me where he should hide them. I told him "Behind a tree" as I have found in previous lives that maple trees are great hiding spots. I hid it behind a maple tree, but he said it was too hidden and moved them north. On my last legs I gathered firewood in a cart so the fire would have a constant supply and advised the boy to keep an eye out for griefers. He told me he was gonna make a bow in case anyone tried to steal the pie cart. I died of starvation at age 59 because the only food left were pies and I didn't wanna be wasteful.

I hope the farm gets back in order.