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Bounty, brought by the Light of the Phoenix

A beautiful young blonde-haired woman, wearing a short green skirt and white leather boots is seen delivering trays of freshly baked sporebread about the town. Trays are left in well travelled areas, nearby guards asked to watch the free food, as well as help themselves.

Trays are also taken to the refugees still residing in Archibald Estate.

A small note is folded and proped up, next to each tray.

Eat of the bounty brought by the warmth and light of the Phoenix. Food not bought from a Dragon, at the price of our will and freedom; but grown by people of Sanctuary, under the guiding wisdom of those who truely wish to be allies of our great city. Seek his wisdom, and we can learn to sustain ourselves, instead of being ever dependant on the servants of the Dragon.

The same young glonde-hired woman is seeing delivering more trays of freshly baked sporebread, both to the refugee's in Archibald's estate, as well as about the travelled spots of upper.

She constantly replaces the taken bread, being seen twice or three times a day at each spot, with more bread.

A note still accompany the trays in upper, though are no longer placed near those at the Estate.

Eat of the bounty brought by the warmth and light of the Phoenix. Food not bought from a Dragon, at the price of our will and freedom; but grown by people of Sanctuary, under the guiding wisdom of those who truely wish to be allies of our great city. Seek his wisdom, and we can learn to sustain ourselves, instead of being ever dependant on the servants of the Dragon.

The same young woman is seen constantly placing out trays of Sporebread, free for the taking in Upper Sanctuary, the Orphanage, and the Refugee's at Archibald's Estate. She talks with those passing by of the greatness of the phoenix, and how it can come to help protect Sanctuary in place of the Dragon, without threats and domands.

Small notes are placed next to each tray.

Eat of the bounty brought by the warmth and light of the Phoenix. Food not bought from a Dragon, at the price of our will and freedom; but grown by people of Sanctuary, under the guiding wisdom of those who truely wish to be allies of our great city. Seek his wisdom, and we can learn to sustain ourselves, instead of being ever dependant on the servants of the Dragon.