"You know Siegfried Wiezenmehl, the Westenstrasse baker? Yeah, the one with the cakes and marzipan toppings ... yeah ... the one who's delivering to the Emperor himself. Do you know how he gets that nice, deep green colour of his marzipan? Warpstone ... that's how! Crushed warpstone, delivered by chaos imps by green moonlight! So don't be surprised if the Emperor sprouts another arm or head! That'll be the marzipan to blame, I tell you that!"
- Young woman buying bread from a baker in the Werksviertel Bezirk.
- Young woman buying bread from a baker in the Werksviertel Bezirk.
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