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The following are a list of IC topics which will be covered in the next 
Weavercraft meeting, in this order. 

1) Update since last meeting 
2) Promotions! 
3) Show and Tell 

The following are a list of OOC topics which will be covered in the next 
Weavercraft meeting, in this order. 

1) Announcement from the CM 
2) OOC Forum - time for anyone who has an issue they'd like to raise, a 
  comment to make, etc. 

Kylee nods mutely and rises off the bench. 
Broccal notes the girl who's standing still, then moves towards her, a 
  frown gathering strenght. 

Weavers> Opa says, "Okay guys, meeting in a few!" 

Aidoann grows quite nervous, is he heading towards her, she swallows a bit 
  and tentatively takes a step backwards. 
Broccal gets closer to the girl, then nods to himself and relaxes as he 
  sees her knot. "Hello, can I help you? 
Aidoann stumbles backwards a bit, "I...I'm waiting for someone...." she 
  manages out. 
Broccal nods, then flicks his gaze to the rest of the Hall. Broc extends a 
  hand towards a corner. "I'm sorry, would you mind standing over here? We 
  need to get the Hall in order for the meeting tonight." 
Aidoann blinks, then shuffles over to the aforementioned corner, she utters 
  a quet apology. 
Broccal smiles as he stands with the girl. "Now, who are you waiting for? 
  Maybe I can help." 
Aidoann says nearly inaudibly, "Dathon" she shuffles her feet a bit. 
Kylee looks curiously over shifting around occasionally to keep from being 
  trampled. 
Maarle steps into the kitchen. 
Maarle strolls in from the kitchen and storage area. 
Broccal tilts his head to listen better, then nods as he hears the name. 
  "Oh, I see. I don't believe I've seen him since the hatching. I'd heard 
  he came back to the Hall, though." 
Varina zooms in on her broomstick. 
Aidoann nods shyly, she says quietly, "I came with him.." 
Opa enters, one hand clutching her skirts as usual so she won't trip over 
  them. She smiles especially brightly as she notices the chamber is pretty 
  clean. 
Broccal says "You did? How long will you be with us?" 
Maarle decides it is a good time to settle somewhere in the corner and hide 
  quietly. 
Aidoann shrugs, "I...I d'no.." 
Opa nods good evening to the Apprentice Master, and smiles pleasantly at 
  the young lady he's talking to. "Recruiting, Broccal?" 
Broccal looks up at the MASTER and laughs. Gesturing for her to join him, 
  he says, "Not exactly. It seems Dathon may have been. This young lady 
  tells me she came back to the Hall with him after he was passed over for 
  Impression.: 
Aidoann says quietly, "Maybe I'll just wait outside.." She shifts 
  nervously. 
Varina enters the room, followed by her two-turn old daughter, who is 
  babbling non stop about the flowers and the colours of flowers and when 
  the flowers will be blooming again. Fortunately her voice is soft enough 
  that her infantile musings don't interfere with other people's 
  conversations. 
Kylee peers over at Aidoann as if she might have seen her somewhere before 
  but can't quite place her. 
Opa's expression clears with understanding, brief disappointment showing on 
  her features at the mention of Dathon's not Impressing, and she tsks 
  before turning to Aidoann. "Well, if he couldn't bring back a dragon, 
  surely someone new is the next best thing." 
Varina takes Rain's hand and pulls her a little faster over towards Opa and 
  Broccal, asking, "What did I overhear? Do we have a new recruit, here?" 
Aidoann shifts her feet nervously, glancing around for Dathon. 
Broccal holds up a hand. "I hadn't gotten to ask her about that yet. " 
  Looking as though he suddenly remembered something, Broc places a hand on 
  his chest. "I'm Master Broccal. What's your name?" 
Aidoann stutters, "M..My n..name's Aidoann." 
Maarle quietly settles into his corner, cleaning out the random dust that 
  collects on his most favorite of chairs. 
Opa nudges Broccal. "What a thing to forget! Here she is, poor girl, with 
  three unnamed masters pouncing on her." She smiles in what is hopefully a 
  reassuring way. 
Varina scoops up her daughter into her arms, keeping her from wandering 
  off. "Welcome to the Weaver Craft, then, Aidoann," she says, taking her 
  cues from Opa's kindly manner. "Did you stand with Dathon?" 
Opa sees that Broccal is handling the introductions and continues over to 
  her table. 
Opa sits down at the Craftmaster's Table. 
Maarle sits down at one of the Apprentice Tables. 
Broccal smiles to the girl. "You're welcome to take a seat in the 
  apprentice section if you'd like during the meeting. " Broc looks towards 
  Opa, then adds to Aido, "I need to take my seat now. " 
Kylee sits down at one of the Apprentice Tables. 
Broccal sits down at the Craftmaster's Table. 
Broccal joins you. 
Aidoann steps toward the door and exits quietly, she utters an apology for 
  intruding. 
Aidoann steps through the large doorway to the north and outside the 
  Weavercrafthall. 
Varina's daughter catches sight of the food and from her new stream of 
  babble, she's obviously hungry, or at least enthusiastic about food. 
  Varina good naturedly nods to the girl then follows the other two masters 
  to Opa's table. Rain takes a seat by her mother, hardly seeing over the 
  table top but beaming as bright as she can beam. 
Opa smiles around as she takes her seat and the drudges start serving the 
  seasoned river grains. "Well, welcome again everyone. Please eat." 
Maarle mmms and snags a slice of bread, eating it dry. 
Dathon ambles in from the inner courtyard. 
Jorai walks in through the archway from the teaching wing. 
Kylee waves back at Maarle then hurriedly starts snatching food before all 
  the other apprentices snag everything. 
Jorai scrambles into her seat. You'd think she was an apprentice. 
Dathon walks in. He nods to the Masters - "Master Varina. Master Opa. 
  Master Broccal." - then proceeds to his usual seat. 
Varina takes a serving dish from the server with a murmer of gratitude and 
  dishes herself some and a separate plate for the young'un beside her. 
  Sniffing it appreciatively, she makes a comment about the savory 
  seasonings as she passes it to Opa. 
Opa nods good evening to Dathon and Jorai as she dishes herself a serving 
  of grains. 
Broccal smiles at Jorai. He leans towards her to whisper his happiness that 
  she's there. 
Opa nods her avid agreement, then repeats it as she takes her first bite. 
  "Mmmm...Ros has done it again." 
Kylee pauses long enough to nod at Dathon. 
Varina's eyes follow Dathon as he enters, nodding in response to him, but 
  not answering, her mouth already full. 
Maarle carefully digs into his food, above all trying not to make a mess 
  this time. He quietly converses with neighboring apprentices, nodding to 
  others down the line of his table. 
Dathon waits for the Masters to finish serving themselves, then takes a 
  rather small helping of grains. He sits down, places the plate in front 
  of him and starts to poke at his food a little listlessly. 
Varina sits down at the Craftmaster's Table. 
Nalaya steps in from the inner courtyard. 
Opa looks up in between bites. "Well, welcome again everyone, new, 
  old...and returned. We're pleased to see Dathon again, although the 
  reason for his return is perhaps not completely joyous, we're quite proud 
  of the representation he made for our Hall on the sands of Fort." 
Maarle drums his fork on the table. 
Dathon looks up at the Craftmaster, then back down at his plate very 
  quietly. 
Jorai blushes a bit and whispers back to Broccal. Might have even snuck a 
  kiss in there. 
Kylee nods quietly having witnessed the Hatching. She shoots a hesitant 
  smile at Dathon. 
Nalaya steps in a bit flustered, hair windblown, and sneaks along the edge 
  of the room so as not to disturb Opa as she speaks. She tosses smiles 
  around as she passes one apprentice table, then slides beside the 
  journeyranker on the end of a bench. "I'm late." Her small bag is set 
  near her feet. 
Dathon smiles, albeit a little wanly, back at Kylee. 
Kylee drops her eyes and returns to her food. 
Opa notices Dathon's quiet demeanor and wan smile, and nods to herself 
  before continuing. "Dathon may notice a few new faces around the Hall now 
  that he's back...as will you all. We have a new student who's joined us 
  recently, Cathedra." 
Morayne walks in through the archway from the teaching wing. 
Orinoco has arrived. 
Maarle perks up, hearing a step from the teaching wings. He looks and 
  smiles, a bit more truthfully than he did before. 
Orinoco peeks her head around the conrner and shuffles in quietly, hoping 
  she;s not too late. 
Nalaya sits down at one of the Journeyranker Tables. 
Opa smiles as the chamber continues to fill up. "And here's another of our 
  new arrivals, our new Starsmith, Orinoco." 
Maarle claps his fork against the table, looking at Ori. 
Nalaya turns to Opa as Cathedra's name is spoken, then spins again in her 
  seat to grin at the starsmith. She raises a hand, dye-stained fingers 
  waggling in a wave. "Welcome, Orinoco." 
Orinoco blushes a bit at the attention, smiles and waves back to everone. 
  "Hi there." 
Kylee smiles in welcome at Orinoco. 
Varina nods, both pleased and welcoming, at the Starsmith as she arrives. 
Morayne stares a bit at the red and white knot and hmms before returning 
  her attention to Opa. 
The drudges re-enter with trays filled to groaning with yellowtail 
  casserole. 
Broccal smiles at Jorai, but turns to look quizzically at the starsmith. 
Opa continues, "In other changes, Sr. Apprentice Kylee is now reporting to 
  Journeyrank Weaver Nalaya." 
Nalaya nods, grinning broadly over Kylee's way, winking. "Brave apprentice, 
  isn't she?" A small chuckle, and she's asking a passing kitchen girl for 
  a mug of klah. 
Kylee grins over at Nalaya, looking mighty pleased with the situation. 
Opa looks very pleased as she finishes off her announcements. "And we've 
  had some promotions. Jecharra has been promoted to full apprentice, and 
  Kymer to senior apprentice." 
Maarle cheers some and stamps his feet, then goes about his dinner. 
Jorai says "dabs at the corner of her mouth with a napkin before smiling 
  her approval." 
Kylee smiles to herself at the news but appears engrossed with trying to 
  fish yellowtail out of her casserole. 
Maarle raises an eyebrow at Joraie, but decides against commenting. Instead 
  he reaches for more dry bread and some milk. 
Dathon, with a flick of his wrist, extracts a bone that somehow got missed 
  and deposits it neatly by the side of his plate, then continues eating, 
  his expression unreadable. 
Morayne squeezes herself into the apprentices table, and looks about for 
  something that's edible. The casserole doesn't look that bad. 
Nalaya claps her hands together gently as the promotions are mentioned, 
  smiling her thanks as a dinner plate is passed her way from down the 
  table where the serving bowls sit. Her napkin safely tucked into her 
  neckline, she may look silly but will certainly remain stain free. 

Weavers> Broccal says, "Wait. If we have fish for dinner, where's Fiona?" 
Weavers> Fiona waves.. on cue. ;) 

Varina eats quietly, nodding occassionally with approval at Opa's listings 
  of different weaver's progress. One quiet word and a encouraging hand 
  gets the small girl beside her to stop lining up her rivergrains across 
  the table and gets the young'un back to eating as well. 

Weavers> Dathon YEAH's as the Weavers beat Ruatha in +grwho. 

Opa squeezes in some nibbling of her casserole before continuing, turning, 
  as usual, a simple announcement into a 'lesson for all.' "It's wonderful 
  to see Weavers rising in rank...that's what comes with hard work and 
  success. We also have someone who fits that bill here tonight." She 
  glances 'meaningfully' at Nalaya. 
Nalaya looks up, mouth full, and begins grinning as she chews carefully and 
  swallows, standing up and away from the end of the bench at the 
  journeyrank tables. Swift steps, her skirts swishing around her ankles, 
  and she wanders over behind one end of the apprentice table, ending up 
  behind Kylee. "Seems I'm losing another mentee." A downward quirk of her 
  mouth, then she pulls Kylee up beside her with a happy grin. "Let's walk, 
  shall we?" 
Kylee's fork clanks onto her plate as she's pulled up. "What? What'd I do 
  now?" 
Jorai starts to giggle behind her napkin. 
Nalaya shakes her head, rolling her eyes exaggeratedly back towards where 
  the Masters are sitting. "Well, nothing but work so hard we're all 
  feeling lazy." She tugs Kylee's free arm, making her way towards her seat 
  a moment ago. "I'll let you have the place on the end if you're nice." 
Kylee looks down at the state of her clothes and then over at Nalaya 
  hopefully. "That means I get to sit with you right?" 
Dathon smiles again, more out of courtesy than anything else. 
Kylee stands and leaves the Apprentice Tables. 
Varina laughs outright at Kylee's question, leaning down the Master's table 
  to murmer a comment across Opa, "She's almost as reluctant to walk as you 
  were, Jorai." 
Kylee looks around as usual not quite sure she's the right person and 
  hurries after Nalaya before everyone changes their minds. 
Opa takes advantage of the lull to eat her dinner, although smiles all 
  through it. 
Nalaya hmms, hoping now Kylee understands. "Sure, though I'm not sure if 
  that's /good/. Broccal was promoted just to get away from my spilling 
  habits." A grin for Broccal, then another tug. "C'mon...Journeyranker 
  Kylee." 
Kylee mutters to Nalaya, "... you... right..." 
Nalaya slings an arm around Kylee's shoulders, pushing her down into the 
  seat she just vacated herself a moment ago. "Of course! Opa'll give you a 
  new knot shortly, then you'll see it's meant just for you. 
  Congratulations!" 
Opa grins and turns to Varina. "Was that why we promoted him? I knew there 
  was a reason..." 
Dathon pokes at the unfortunate piece of yellowtail on his plate with his 
  fork, neatly perforating it down the middle. 
Jorai looks chastised, "I wasn't reluctant..." 
Maarle grins at Kylee and shakes his head, settling happily with his knot, 
  wondering how many knots there are in today's cording of wool this time. 
  Hmm. "Congrats," he calls. 
Broccal smiles at Kylee, settling into his chair happily. 
Morayne sits down at one of the Apprentice Tables. 
Kylee stares around a little blankly but settles into the new seat. Maybe 
  the shock will wear off in a while... 
Orinoco smiles and claps for Kylee. "excellent." 

Weavers> Maarle ponders to reflect: When has a promotion been taken with 
  complete and total equanimity on this MUSH? 
Weavers> Morayne says, "Never." 
Weavers> Kylee hrms. Was I supposed to actually walk on the tables...that 
  could've been fun. 
Weavers> Maarle says, "Nono. You kick at the bowls and splash all the apps 
  with their dinner. :)" 
Weavers> Opa says, "But messy. Remember, we're having fish tonight. :)" 
Weavers> Broccal says, "No, you were supposed to 'walk the tables.' Move 
  them around." 
Weavers> Kylee laughs. I was? 

Opa beams as Kylee is installed in her new seat and the drudges start 
  serving round the redfruit. She takes a jr. journeyranker knot from her 
  pocket and hands it to Broccal. "Can you pass this over to Kylee's 
  table?" 
Varina calls, "Well done, journeywoman!" as Kylee takes her seat. 
Kylee sort of watches that knot move around wondering just a bit if it's 
  going to get thwacked at her again like her first one was. 
Nalaya grins widely, clapping her hands as well. "wonderful, Kylee." 
Broccal takes the knot with some confusion, then stands. "Of course." Broc 
  makes his way to Kylee and hands it to her. "Congratulations, Kylee." 

Weavers> Orinoco hates to do this, but she really has to g. Shes a big 
  dork. 

Jorai wakes up with a start as Broccal moves. 
Opa nods, thumping the table along with most everyone else. 
  "Congratulations!" 
Kylee stands back up, looks wistfully over at her half-eaten food she left 
  and fumbles her old knot off. Kylee looks up hopefully at Master Broccal. 
  "Would you put it on please sir?" 
Opa starts slicing up one of the redfruits on her plate. "Well, is there 
  anyone who wishes to share any of their current projects with the rest of 
  us?" 
Maarle raises his hand idly, a smile on his face, nearly a smirk. 
Broccal smiles and nods. He straightens her shoulder, then carefully pins 
  the knot on. Smoothing the knot, Broc says, "There you go, Journeywoman." 
Opa looks surprised, but pleased. "Maarle? Yes?" 
Varina raises just one eyebrow when Maarle volunteers. The look she gives 
  him is clearly sceptical. 

Weavers> Maarle will -love- writing in the dropped chins to this piece. ;) 

Maarle grins slightly and stands up, "Well, umm, basically I have been 
  working on a little piece off to the side. You know, nothing spectacular. 
  It's more of an idea. You know my blanket, right? Well, it fell apart 
  last sevenday so...well, I decided to draw up another. I guess I'm just 
  telling it, but it will be of a scene at the hall. Just everyone stay put 
  and let me sketch this out," he grins and plops back down immediatly 
  sketching. 
Orinoco goes home. 
Kylee thanks him quietly and sits back down hurriedly so she can see what 
  Maarle has to show. 
Morayne looks surprised too and gapes at Mrl. 
Orinoco sighs as one of her FLs pops in with a message attached. She sighs 
  and gets up from her table. "WEll, it was very nice meeting you all like 
  this, please feel free to talk to me about anything and everything if you 
  see me about." 
Morayne is glad she's sitting. Wow. 
Broccal looks over at the mrl, raised eyebrow into his hairline. 
Opa blinks and turns with amazed eyes to the rest of her table. 
Jorai's immediate response is, "But I look a mees!" 
Kylee opens her mouth a few times at Maarle's display or sort of display 
  looking considerably more flabbergasted by it than being at a different 
  table. 

Weavers> Jorai says, "And mees are highly unattractive, I assure you ;P" 

Varina's raised eyebrow now drops and she just looks puzzled. As if trying 
  to understand an incomprehensible mystery of the universe. 
Maarle continues to sketch furiously away, eyeing each and every person's 
  response to his little proclimation. 

Weavers> Maarle is waiting for a few more poses. :) 

Broccal puffs up his cheeks and lets out a big sigh as the mrl continues to 
  sketch. 
Morayne just looks stunned. 
Opa glances back over to Maarle, with a sort of 'well, it's about fardling 
  time' look on her face, and continues to cut up her redfruit. Needless to 
  say, her curiosity is intense. 
Morayne glances at the masters and starts fiddling with the hem of her 
  tunic. It's coming undone... 
Maarle hmms and looks satisfied at his drawing, for the moment. "Alright, 
  thanks for the poses. I'll have this woven out in a few sevenday, max." 
Kylee scoots around and leaves over to Nalaya, "Can I go back over there? 
  There's no telling what Maarle's drawing you know." 
Opa tries desperately to hide a smile. "Ah...and this will be titled what? 
  'Weavercrafthal in Shock, a Portrait in Woollen Blanket'?" 
Opa +l 
Varina can't possibly choke back a laugh when she hears Opa's suggestion. 
Maarle shakes his head in total innocence as he pockets his drawing, "Oh 
  no, I'll be selling this at the next gather as a portrait of the 
  crafthall." 
Dathon peers over at Maarle's drawing and says nothing. 
Broccal snorts, then bursts out laughing. "Who would want such a thing?" 
Nalaya giggles softly at Kylee. "Well, I'm not sure you should. Could be 
  dangerous." 
Kylee eyes Maarle and grins at Nalaya. "Awww he's harmless. But if that 
  drawing should circulate, well..." 
Opa now *really* has to cover her mouth with her hand. She murmurs to 
  Broccal, "All the apprentices, probably...I'm sure *our* expressions will 
  turn out to be pretty priceless." 
Maarle stretches and lets out a sigh. "Ahh," he says. 

Weavers> Opa is still giggling in RL. :) Okay, anyone else want to 'share'? 
  We'll go straight on into the OOC portion if not. 
Weavers> Broccal says, "OOC, please!" 

Varina leans over to drawl, "Makes you wonder who he'll get to approve the 
  thing..." 

Weavers> Maarle darnsit. Never did get a good pose from Broc. :) 
Weavers> Kylee agrees. "Getting latish where I am." :) 

Another smile slowly spreads itself over Opa's face upon hearing Varina's 
  comment. "Why...yes, that's right..." 

Weavers> Broccal says, "bites his thumb at mrl. :)" 
Weavers> Opa says, "Make one up! *duck*..." 

Jorai takes her turn at the laughing with that one 
Opa brings out the squeaky gavel. Righto, then, OOC portion it is. 
Broccal looks sternly at the journyeranks.... 

Weavers> Maarle snickers. :) 
Weavers> Maarle oohs. Opa still uses that squeaky gavel of mine. :) 

Kylee peers innocently back at Master Broccal then winks over at Maarle. 

Weavers> Dathon wonders whether everyone is fully OOC yet. 

Opa says "There's only one item on the agenda for the OOC section tonight, 
  and it's an announcement from me. It's a very difficult announcement, one 
  I really, *really* hate making, but realistically I think it's the best 
  thing to do." 
Dathon watches the gavel with Fear and Trepidation. (No, they aren't 
  firelizards.) 
Nalaya uh-oh. 
Maarle sighs. Not that... 
Jorai puts off running to bed before this is over..yeek 
Kylee frowns. 
Morayne raises an eyebrow curiously. 

Weavers> Nalaya was on the phone for a sec, sorry folks. 

Opa says "As I'm sure everyone has noticed, you can probably count the 
  number of times I come online in a month on your hands. :/ Truth is, it's 
  not going to get any better. I am excruciatingly busy with all sorts of 
  RL things (work - that's about 10 hours out of my day right there - 
  chores, dance lessons, bridge club, attempting to have a social life, 
  etc. etc.). In the next few months as I prepare for moving into my condo 
  it's just going to get worse." 
Maarle says "it might be different though." 
Broccal blinks. 
Morayne grins as Mrls comment comes out a bit louder than he expected. 
Jorai is so in touch with this.. 
Maarle huhs? 
Opa says "I know I'm already not giving this craft what it needs and 
  deserves, and I'm going crazy with guilt and stress trying to find the 
  time to put in the bare minimum. I just can't keep doing it. It's not 
  fair to anyone here. So I wanted to let everyone know that it's my 
  intention, once I've wrapped up my major tasks such as whittling the 
  Weavercraft builder chars down in size, to resign as CM." 
Opa says "Unless I win the lottery and can quit work and MUSH during the 
  day. :)" 
Morayne grins a bit and hmmms. 
Dathon GULPS. 
Broccal will buy a ticket or two for you. 
Maarle says "What state, Opa? :)" 
Jorai pokes Broc, "Hey if you win, I want some of that ;0 
Nalaya waaah. Waaah. 
Broccal says "Do y'all have lotteries too, Opa?" 
Opa wants to apologize really, *really* profusely for this. I love it here. 
  I love being CM. I'd love to go on being CM for years. 
Opa says "No state, Maarle. *thwap* :)" 
Maarle ows and hits the deck. 
Opa nods, we got big ones. Not 108-million dollar Roseanne type lotteries, 
  but. :) 
Opa nods at Nalaya. Waaah is exactly how I feel. 
Morayne thinks, "You've done more than a lot have, as CM, Opa." 
Someone at the back whispers that Nala will probably get the promotion so 
  she should quit her noise pollution. 
Opa says "But I'm looking at the future...and in a few months I'm going to 
  start stripping furniture and hooking rugs and going drapery shopping and 
  picking out floor tiles and hunting for furniture and appliances and 
  linens, and then I'm going to have a place of my own, where I'll have to 
  do way more than the measly amount of housework I do around my parents' 
  place, and...well." 
Jecharra moves in from the kitchen and storage area. 
Jecharra smacks her forehead at forgetting /another/ meeting, and slides 
  meekly to the apprentice's tables. 
Dathon wonders whether Jech will get boink'd with the gavel for being late. 
Opa smiles at Morayne. Thanks. :) 
Maarle gives Jecharra a hat. :) 
Morayne grins at Opa. Just saying what I've seen. 
Broccal looks up at Opa. "You don't need to do house work. It's okay for it 
  to all pile up, really." 
Jecharra gratefully accepts the hat, hides her face in it, and then looks 
  about the room (curiously, but I'll wait.). 
Opa says "Now, I'm not just going to pick up and leave. As I said, I'll be 
  wrapping up the big stuff I'm working on now, so that things will be sort 
  of neat and tidy after I leave. I also intend to keep hosting the website 
  if I can get continuous updates." 
Dathon grins. The website's great! Only one thing was missing, and that's 
  not necessary now so it's perfect. 
Kylee sighs, "Will you still come play sometimes if you can? You're not 
  leaving totally are you?" 
Opa says "What was missing?" 
Dathon grins. Just a joke - read my "Trivial Pursuit" log - a WANTED notice 
  for the vandal... :) 
Broccal says "Wow. We're going to have 3 retired craftmasters puttering 
  around the Hall?" 
Opa says "Nope, I won't be vanishing from the face of Pern. :) I'll keep 
  coming now and then to RP whenever I can." 
Opa grins at Dathon. Ah. 
Nalaya snugs Opa. I think you've done a great great job!!! We'll miss you! 
Opa again is really sorry she has to do this. I hate it when leaders step 
  down, myself, particularly when they haven't been in the position overly 
  long. 
Broccal says "that's sad. You've had, what? A year? I think the craft's 
  been more active in that year than the previous year." 
Opa eep, no offence to any ex-leaders of course, it's just nice to have 
  lots of stability for an area, I think. :) 
Nalaya hmmms...this /is/ a game and we all have to try to let RL be more 
  important, Opa. We all surely understand, I certainly do! 
Opa thinks. Just over a year and a half. 
Dathon now wonders whether anyone knows about the Men In Skirts incident, 
  and whether the Weavercraft sanctioned it. It certainly didn't _SOUND_ 
  canon... 
Varina says "that's six turns ICly, Opa. Not too bad." 
Opa wanted to be around at least two years, grumble grumble. 
Broccal says "You could just hold on to power like a madwoman, ya know." 
Maarle umms, "Dathon? Meet Tazmin yet? :)" 
Morayne laughs. 
Dathon looks blankly at the mrl. Tazmin who? 
Opa thanks y'all for your warm fuzzies about me. :) I love it here and I've 
  tried my best to make it a good place to be. 
Kylee nods in agreement with Nalaya. 
Varina grins. take six months to finish the builder trimming, and you've 
  got it Opa. :) 
Dathon grins and really DID love the website. 
Opa grins at Broccal. Yes, that's true. :) I suppose I could, muahahaha, 
  but I think eventually you guys would get sick of me delegating 
  everything and not RPing ever. :) 
Broccal shrugs. "It happens." 
Opa thinks the wizards would kill me if I took that long. :) 
Morayne admits she hasn't been very active here in her last 6 months, 
  but... it's not through any fault of Opa's. 
Broccal looks at Varina, then slowly nods. "Sounds like a plan to me, Opa." 
Opa says "Anyway, I'm not going right this very second, so I'm going to be 
  sticking around for at least a month more, I estimate, to finish stuff 
  off. And if I do get really rich suddenly, there's no way I'm leaving. 
  :)" 
Varina says "If you get rich suddenly, I need some pointers. Or some seed 
  money. :)" 
Opa grins. If I get really rich suddenly, I'm commissioning Weavercraft 
  t-shirts for the lot of you. :) 
Broccal says "Kewl! Are you going to design them?" 
Kylee will remember that offer Craftmaster Opa. ;) 
Dathon GRINS. He's currently running short of t-shirts. 
Morayne ooohsies. 
Opa grins widely. You want to risk that, Broccal? :) Actually, that would 
  be kind of cool....you could have the "Weave Long and Prosper" logo on it 
  with, like, a Vulcan hand serving as a weaving loom or something. :) 
Maarle lol. 
Opa laughs at Kylee. Righto. I get rich, it's a dal. 
Morayne giggles... oh dear. 
Opa deal, even. Arrrg. 
Kylee blinks, "Hey...it could happen." :) 
Dathon chuckles. It just might. 
Broccal says "it'd be really kewl if we could get Kelay to make them." 
Varina says "what, you want her to weaver the t-shirts? You're cruel. :)" 
Morayne says "SCA. :)" 
Opa hi5s Morayne, yeah, our A&S minister has a loom.... 
Nalaya gets less idle now. :) 
Maarle saw the SCA swordfight once. Interesting. :) 
Opa says "Well, before we go onto the 'open forum' section, anyone have any 
  questions or further comments about this?" 
Bouncer bursts out of *between* and swoops to a landing 
Opa says "'This' being my upcoming resignation, not the t-shirts. :)" 
Bouncer goes home. 
Broccal shakes his head. 
Maarle nopes. 
Maarle says "Actually..." 
Opa says "Yep?" 
Maarle says "Can I get you to approve of my woolen blanket -after- you 
  resign? :)" 
Maarle says "After that it shouldn't hurt to look embarassing. :)" 
Opa looks around. "Well...uh..." 
Dathon yowls with laughter and falls over in his seat. 
Maarle woahs at Dathon. 
Nalaya snorts. :) 
Broccal says "Just ask Lenore or Maryse, Mrle" 
Maarle oohsa. 
Varina immediately +mails the two of them. "disapprove anything Maarles 
  submits to you." 
Dathon is ROTFL. 
Kylee laughs. 
Opa laughs! 
Maarle chuckles. 
Morayne shakes her head at you guys. :) 
Opa says "Righto then, onto the open forum. :) Anyone have anything to 
  bring up that doesn't have anything to do with Maarle's blanket? :)" 
Jorai says "I want a raise ;)" 
Maarle hrms, "I want more dyes. They keep peeling from my nails." 
Opa Your contract with the MBH isn't up for renegotiation until next 
  season, Jorai. :) 
Jorai waaahs 
Opa uses a colon instead of double quotes, yes, very smart. 
Broccal takes Jorai's lead. "Could I have a raise?" 
Opa points the squeaky gavel at Maarle. "Talk to Caladin. Dyes are his 
  speciality." 
Nalaya has a question she's asked before, but maybe we can all come to a 
  consensus? It's come up again lately. :) 
Maarle cools. 
Opa points the squeaky gavel at Broccal. "You want a raise, you're going to 
  have to start working for gratuities from the apprentices. ;)" 
Jorai covers a loud guffaw with her hand 
Opa points the squeaky gavel a little more seriously at Nalaya. "Yes? :)" 
Broccal grumps and stares at the scruffy, mark-less ruffians. 
Maarle lol. How can you seriously point a squeaky gavel at someone? 

Weavers> Jorai is prolly gonna dconn on purpose here in a min :) 

Dathon watches the squeaky gavel and GRINS. 
Morayne wants a raise! 
Kylee raises a brow at Master Broccal. "Well if you hadn't of sat me in 
  those chairs of yours, I might've thought about tipping you a 1/32 mark 
  sir." ;) 
Jecharra looks innocently at Broc and pats around to find where her pouch 
  is, drawing it to her lap for safe-keeping. 
Dathon finds his own pouch and follows suit. 
Nalaya grins. "Well, since I've been running around a-posted, I've wondered 
  a lot about charging people for stuff. Varina's been the brunt of this 
  before, and perhaps Broccal to, if I recall. Would people in my posting 
  be charged for the things I make for them? Would I charge them for fancy, 
  extraneous things, and simple clothing would be free? Or charge everyone 
  for everything?" 
Dathon suddenly morphs OOCly into a kangaroo, then turns right back. 

[disconnect] 

Maarle whispers to Nala, "Charge 'em all. Then give me 50 percent." :) 
Opa arg, I can't believe I got disconned! What'd I miss? 
Maarle says "The meaning of life. :)" 
Opa says "Aside from that. :) Nalaya, did you pose your question?" 
Kylee says "Nalaya's very important question about what to charge people 
  for clothes when you're posted." 
Dathon grins. Which is, of course........ 
Nalaya pages Opa her question again, so as not to spam you all. :) 
........ 
Opa says "Ahhhhh. Right. Well..." 
Maarle makes some spam breakfast. 
........ 
........42!!!!!! ;) 
Morayne says "Dathon turned into a kangaroo." 
Opa says "It says in the DLG that posted crafters negotiate contracts with 
  the leaders of their posting beforehand. I've always interpreted the 
  system to mean that the Hold supplies the materiel, you supply the 
  finished product for the people of your posting. Your work has already 
  been paid for with whatever was settled in your contract." 
Maarle ughs and wonders if there's an AccountantCraft to handle this kind 
  of stuff... 
Opa says "Now, it's common sense to assume that you're being contracted for 
  'the usual services,' so if someone comes to you with a commission which 
  is above and beyond what you feel your contract would cover, feel free to 
  charge, or if it uses more expensive fabric, or whatever, feel free to 
  charge for the extra. To a large extent it's your own judgment call." 
Jecharra is caught by surprise at Maarle's comment and chuckles 
  prolongedly. 
Opa tosses some wheat nibbles towards Dathon. :) 
Nalaya ahs, nodding. "Well, that's pretty much what I've been doing. So 
  cool." 
Morayne idly wonders what an Pernese Econ class'd be like. 
Opa says "And of course if anyone wants to commission something from you 
  and they're not from your posting, gouge 'em. :)" 
Dathon hops out of his seat, catches the nibbles in mid-hop, morphs back 
  into himself and falls back into his seat, then imagines a Teaching Song 
  about standard deviations. 
Kylee takes notes for future reference. 
Maarle says "With a darning needle or my sewing needle?" 
Opa always figured the CM did the calculating of the Hall's coffers. So if 
  your CM can't add, you're in deep brown trouble. :) 
Opa idly thwaps Maarle with the squeaky gavel. ;) "Anything else?" 
Maarle ows. "Yeah, where can I buy a helmet and football padding? :P ;)" 
Broccal says "make it yourself. Use the blanket for padding, though." 
Nalaya giggles. "Thankee all...just something that'd been bothering me 
  lately. Nothin' else." :) 
Opa has to admit, she's stuck for an answer there. :) 
Maarle sures, "Advertising, thanks Broc!" 
Opa says "You're quite welcome...actually, you know, I should probably go 
  through all past meeting logs and come up with a Weavers' FAQ for the 
  website..." 
Broccal says "don't mention it. please" 
Broccal says "In what spare time?" 
Opa twirls the squeaky gavel around threateningly. "Right then, if there's 
  no more business, going...." 
Opa grins at Broccal. Well, see, there's where the plan falls apart. 
Dathon ducks the gavel. 
Jecharra offers, "You could just make DLG required reading and be done with 
  it..." 
Broccal watches the gavel twirl until his eyes cross. 
Opa says "Going..." 
Maarle oohs. Gavel's gone a long way. 
Broccal says "I've found a web-version of it." 
Opa says "Alas, I don't think everyone has my photographic memory or my 
  anal retentiveness for picking up details, Jecharra. ;)" 
Opa blinkblinks at Broccal! Can you send me the URL? 
Maarle has his photographic memory. Black and white! 
Opa says "Gone!" 
<<SQUEAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!>> 
Nalaya thbbts Maarle! 
Maarle ewws. Proteins and starch... 
Dathon plugs his ears with thirty-second pieces, and is now trying to 
  remove them. 
Broccal says "http://www.idyllmtn.com/~kynn/dlg/" 
Broccal says "mine's all grainy. Like my eyes" 
Opa laughs. Leave it to Kynn. Thanks, Broccal.