Aspasia loaded the loaves of bread, still warm, into the basket. She hums softly as she does, raising her red hood over her hair, and walking to the market, basket in hand to deliver the goods, her mind drifting off into a daydream.
Intro Aspasia, of Demascia, made bread for a living, the food that fed the masses. And she was good at it, tho it only paid a minimial wage, but she didn't need much. She lived at home with her parents, and 7 siblings, even tho she'd been of age, but she had yet to have any suitors. she's sweet, quiet, cooks well, often ignored and forgotten.
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