Annik - Tuesday, April 23, 2002, 4:49 PM
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Smith Dining Hall
As you step into this large room, rows upon rows of tables first 
greet you. The scars and spots in the wood and the benches 
distinguish them as apprentice benches, victims to younsters' 
curiosity about their first blades. Farther into the hall are 
groups of round tables with chairs, journeymen tables it would 
seem and finally across the top of the room sits one long table. 
The master's table is on a slightly raised dais, no doubt to 
allow the masters to keep a better eye on the apprentices during 
the meal. A swinging door near the apprentice tables gives a 
glimpse into the bustling kitchen.
A large metal door to the west leads out to the main meadow.
Contents:
Niobe
Tanon
Wen
Loren
Obvious exits:
Kitchens  Main Meadow  

Wen sits down at the master's table.

Niobe cannot figure out exactly what is going on, but walks in 
with a smile and a wave to all present. She sits down at the 
apprentice's table, eyes alert.

Tella comes out from the kitchen, leaving the doors swinging.
Tella has arrived.

Tanon pokes his tongue out playfully at Loren, a grin spreading 
over his lips. Shortly behind him, dragged by the hand, Tella 
comes as well, leading her over to the Journeyman table to sit.

Tanon sits down at the journeyman tables.

Loren straightens when the craftmaster enters and rolls up the 
scroll, putting it in a side pocket of his vest. Flashing a smile 
to Annik first, he nods. "Good evening."

Tella grins as she's dragged along behind Tanon. She glances 
around the room as she moves over to sit down beside the smith, 
scooting her chair a bit closer to his as she does so.

Annik enters, smiling as she passes through the room. "Evening," 
she says, reaching the master's table and taking her seat.

Tella sits down at the journeyman tables.

You sit down at the master's table.

At your table, Loren sighs. "I do wish this winter would end.. 
only half way through and it still seems like forever."

Several cooks and drudges burst out of the kitchens, bringing 
baskets of breadsticks to each table, as well as an array of 
beverages.

At your table, Annik shrugs, glancing out a window. "I don't 
think it's so bad, really."

Wen nods to a drudge as he pours her a glass of wine. She quietly 
watches the apprentice tables as she takes a sip.

Niobe smiles at the servers, and waits patiently for her 
superiors.

Loren perks up a little when the kitchen staff start setting the 
tables. "Ah.. good fresh bread. And lots of butter too." he 
comments as he takes a half dozen sticks and butters them. "Well, 
I can hope for and early spring, though I don't think we have the 
Telgar tithe of agenothree quite ready yet." he replies to 
Annik's comment on the weather.

Annik has her usual mug of klah (the liquid kind, of course), 
munching on a breadstick while she waits for the rest of the 
food. She grins over at Niobe. "Go ahead and eat, you don't have 
to wait."

Tella reaches out to take up a breadstick. Her gaze sliding over 
the crowd, she plucks at the bread, eating small pieces at a 
time. She glances to Tanon, smiling. "Thanks for bringing me, 
love."

Niobe slips a small piece of hide from one of her many pockets, 
and a charcoal stick from another. Still attentive to all around 
her, she makes the first few lines of her sketch. As Annik speaks 
to her, she guiltily looks up, and smiles. "Thanks, Annik." Niobe 
buters two 'sticks and starts to nibble on one.

Tanon grins, giving a nod in response to Tella, as he too idly 
picks and eats at a breadstick. "Think the meeting is going to 
start soon?" he asks quietly, to Tella apparently.

The cooks disappear in the kitchens, but they soon return with 
bowls and cauldrons of steamy vegetable soup.

Annik glances over at Loren as she ladles herself a good portion 
of soup. "Right, so long winters can be a good thing, then. Gives 
us more time to prepare for spring, when business can be the 
busiest."

Tella mms lightly as she sees the spoup coming. Hearing Tanon's 
question, she glances back to him. "Hmm.. I don't know. Never 
been to one of these," she says, her lips curving in a smile. She 
reaches out to take up her drink, lifting it to her lips for a 
sip.

Wen serves herself a modest amount of the soup, eating it 
carefully, and still keeping an eye on those apprentices.

Loren polishes off the six sticks in good order, making plenty of 
room for the welcome soup. He sniffs as the onion and celery 
odors mingle with the baked bread aroma. "Ah.. thank Faranth for 
dragon deliveries of fresh vegetables from the south." he murmers 
to Annik as he fills a bowl. Turning to the craftmaster, he 
grins. "If only we didn't have to still supply Igen and Ista, 
it'd be easy to get ready." he replies and begins to shovel in 
the soup.

"Seems to be more eating than talking, that's new," comments the 
Ista Weyrsmith idly, reaching up to gently rub at a temple, "Hope 
it starts soon, I've got one nasty headache."

Niobe ladels a good portion of the soup for herself, idly 
listening to the people around her. When she's finished, she 
glances at her superiors - sees them shoveling in the soup - and 
does likewise (one hand is still sketching).

Tella frowns slightly watching him rub at his temple. "Oh.. 
That's not good," she comments, pausing in the process of taking 
a sip of her soup. She eyes the smith for a moment more before 
shaking her head.

Loren empties his bowl and eyes the nearly empty serving bowl on 
the table. "Should I?"

Annik nearly inhales her soup. "I still don't mind. It may be 
more work, but that's not always a bad thing." Hearing bits of 
conversation, she looks towards the journeymen's table. "Tanon, 
it's dinner first, then talk, remember?" she says with a quick 
smile.

Niobe inhales soup and breadsticks, while sketching with a small 
smile . Her head bobs up occasionally to keep track of the goings 
on around her, then retreats back to the food, and her sketch.

Tanon's tongue pokes out teasingly at Annik, before he begins to 
eat his soup, occasionally dipping his breadstick into the broth. 
"Maybe I should try to find a healer, bet they could give me 
something for it. Mind if we stop off at their hall before we go 
back to Ista dear?" he inquires, of Tella.

Drudges begin removing empty bowls as the next courses are 
carried in. First are platters of breaded packtail, followed by 
bowls filled with seasoned and diced tubers.

Her food now lying where it sould (in her stomach), Niobe sips 
from her large mug of klah, "hrmmm"ing over her sketch.

Annik shrugs at Loren. "I don't care, I'm waiting for that 
packtail," she says with a grin as a platter is set before her. 
She spears a large piece and passes the rest on.

Tella smiles, lifting her hand to pat Tanon on the shoulder. She 
sends a glance towards Annik when the smith sticks his tongue out 
at her, her lips quirking in a smile. "Not at all. I'm sure they 
can help," she replies before going back to eating the soup.

Loren sighs and pushes his bowl away, apparently making room for 
the next course. "Yum!" is his only comment as he fills his 
plate. His glance scours the room, making quick note of who's 
sitting with whom.. and what they're doing. He leans a little 
closer to the craft master, his head nodding to the apprentices 
table.

Loren mutters to Annik, "... back row... apps..."

Loren whispers "Who's that on the back row of the apps table? 
New?"

Wen takes a very small piece of packtail, cutting it into bite-
sized pieces. Next to that, she puts a small serving of tubers 
and eats the pieces one at a time, with sips of wine every so 
often.

A bit surprised at the denseness of the next course, Niobe takes 
only a smallish piece of fish, but a good sized spoonful of the 
tubers. As she slowly eats the new stuff, the brown-haired 
woman's eyes glitter with ideas, which are quickly transfered to 
the hide.

Annik mutters to Loren, "... who's sketching?... fairly... 
been... few... Her..."

You whisper "The one who's sketching? Yeah, she's fairly new, 
been here for a few sevendays now. Her name's Niobe." to Loren.

Niobe overhears the word 'sketching', and immediately drops her 
charcoal stick, folding the hide and putting it away in a pocket.

Annik piles some tubers onto her plate and eats, talking only 
once in awhile, to the other master's around her.

Loren nods, daubing a packtail piece with a white herbed sauce 
from one of the many sauce and seasoning dishes on the table. He 
mutters to Annik, "I see..... think... be?"  he returns, glancing 
at the girl again.

You sense Loren nods, daubing a packtail piece with a white 
herbed sauce from one of the many sauce and seasoning dishes on 
the table. "I see.. well, I'll be seeing her in the forge soon 
enough. What do you think her specialty will be?" he returns, 
glancing at the girl again.

Annik grins knowingly. She mutters to Loren, "Jewelry, almost 
undoubtedly.... has... and... to... to..." 

Loren senses "Annik grins knowingly. "Jewelry, almost 
undoubtedly. She has some background in gems and wants to learn 
how to do settings.""

Wen finishes off her modest portions and allows her plate to be 
taken away. She seems content to wait and make sure the 
apprentices don't start any trouble.

Loren gives a nod, turning to Annik. "Oh.. not heavy foundry work 
then? Too bad." he comments and returns to eating, a twinkle to 
his eyes.

Slightly embarrased at being so obvious, Niobe covers up her 
little social blunder with a soft smile, eyes not looking 
directly at anybody. Still, her mind races with possibilities, 
ideas, designs. One hand unconsciously begins to fiddle with the 
carefully folded hide in her pocket... fingers itching to sketch.

Finally, the last part of the meal arrives: dessert. Tonight it's 
a light sponge cake smothered in a mixed berry sauce.

Finally, the craftsecond slides his plate away, which is promptly 
pounced on by an eager kitchen helper. His gaze scans the hall 
again, settling on the guest Tanon has with him. He gives the 
girl a smile and nods again to Tanon with an added eyebrow rise, 
curious.

Annik just chuckles and shakes her head, polishing of her tubers 
and packtail mere moments before the dessert is brought out. 
"Ohh, that looks good," she murmurs, gladly accepting a piece.

Tella grins as she spots the dessert coming. As it's placed in 
front of her, she digs in, not noticing the smile from the 
craftsecond's smile. She's too busy devouring the sponge cake.

Loren nods to the helper, and indicates he want's two slices. 
With a grateful smile, he digs in too. "Excellent." he manages 
with nearly full mouth. "Truely a work of finest bakers art."

It's... /berries/! Niobe temporarily forgets her mindful of 
ideas, and almost seems to drool as the dessert is put in front 
of her. Faranth love Bakers! Niobe certainly does, as the 
spongecake and fruit practically jump into her mouth.

Annik doesn't even bother to chat while she's eating dessert, and 
the cake is gone in what seems like no time. After a mouthful of 
klah to wash it down, she turns her eyes to the other 
craftmembers. "Okay, let's get this meeting started." Looking to 
the apprentice master, she nods.

Settling back in his chair, Loren sighs, hands over his tummy. 
"I'm ready.. for anything. Wake me when it's over?" he teases.

Wen smiles, sort of, still glancing mostly to the apprentices. 
"We have a few promotions tonight..." She calls out the names of 
a couple junior apprentices and a full apprentice, who excitedly 
come to the front to claim their new knots, then taking a place 
at their respective new tables. "Congratulations," she says in 
closing and nods back to Annik.

Annik applauds the new promotions, smiling as she turns to Loren. 
"Your turn."

Tella smiles, watching the promotions as she finishes her 
dessert. Placing the fork down on the plate, she leans back 
against the chair, smiling lightly as she listens.

Tanon absolutely beams, clapping especially loud for one of the 
apprentices in particular, a wave given to the young man.

Niobe applauds her fellow Apprentices, a smile on her face.

Loren nods to Annik and stands, still clapping too. But after a 
bit he waits for silence. When he finally has it, he pulls his 
note hide from a pocket and peers at it a second. "Well, since 
we're shuffling people at the tables, " he nods to Master Wen, "I 
suppose I should continue. Journey man Tanon, will you please 
escort smith Renald to the Journeyman's table?"

"Sure," replies the Ista Weyrsmith merilly, a slight chortle 
coming from him, making his swift way over the apprentice table, 
"This way," he offers, a bit cornilly, extending his arm in the 
direction of the Journeyman table.

Annik grins and claps for the newest journeyman.

Tella grins as she watches Tanon stand and head over. She leans 
an elbow on the table before her, eyes folowing the man before 
looking to Renald.

Wen applauds quietly at Renald's promotion.

Niobe applauds, and adds her distinctive laugh to the general 
din, grinning at Tanon's antics.

Loren smiles to the Ista smith and nods as Renald takes his seat, 
beaming and flushed. "Very good, thank you." He takes another 
look at his scroll then, "Journeyman Carron, your fine glasswork 
skill is needed at Igen hold. You'll be assisting the senior 
glass smith there with his production work of bottles and 
glasses. If you could also keep an eye on the sand and potash 
shipments to the hall, you'll be doing your craft a service too." 
he requests, in a not so requesting tone.

The targeted Journeyman nods and gulps, looking nervously to his 
companions. Is there trouble ahead? He gets little help from his 
mates, it seems.

Annik watches for now, sipping her klah.

Niobe covers her mouth with her hands, hiding a grin. Man are 
they ever grilling /this/ poor man!

Loren smiles again and checks the list one last time. "Well, 
we're ahead of schedule on the ageenothree production this 
winter, so I'll be forming a tithe detail to deliver Telgar's 
share when the passes are free of snow. Please, come talk to me 
if you'd like to take part." He pauses and takes a sip of citron 
from a bedewed tankard, then "Also, there will be a trader 
caravan arriving then for transporting our winter productions to 
the western holds, weyrs and halls. I'll need every able hand to 
help with that as well. I will not be asking for volunteers for 
that." he finishes and turns to the craftmaster. "It's all 
yours." he murmers and takes his seat.

Annik nods as Loren finishes his bit. "Okay, Tanon," she says, 
looking at the journeyman. "Care to report on how things are at 
Ista?" She glances at Tella with a smile, "And perhaps introduce 
your friend, there?"

Niobe 's grin falls from her face, and is replaced by a wrinkle 
of knit brows. Oh, my. Is that poor Journeyman being... 
punished... in front of all these people? She suddenly feels her 
stomach sink. Awful.

Tanon chuckles quietly, standing once more, "This," he states, 
looking to Tella, "Is Tella, my weyrmate. I thought she might 
enjoy seeing how our meetings went." he states by way of 
explanation. He waits a moment, before continueing, "Nothing new 
is happening at Ista, it's mostly business as usual. BUT I do 
have what may be a rather neat find. I was wandering the jungles 
not even a month ago, and I found a patch of rather high-quality 
sand that would be suitable for glass. It's small, but it's 
there. At some point I could use someone coming out to make 
absolutely sure, and then we can start extraction."

Tella looks towards Annik, her lips curving into a smile. She 
glances back to Tanon, grinning, a brow arching as she winks at 
him.

Loren unrolls his scroll and makes a note with a stylus on it. He 
nods to Tanon and settles back to watch.

Annik grins at the pair. "Well, welcome to the Hall, Tella." She 
nods at Tanon. "We'll see about sending Emdrien up there to look 
at it and make a report."

Tella nods towards Annik, smiling. "Thanks," she replies to the 
woman before looking back to Ista's smith with a rather proud 
expression.

Annik grins, nodding. "One more thing: we've decided to hold a 
festival, hopefully in a few months. It's still in the planning 
stages, but we'll let you know as it develops."

Annik says that last statement to the entire craft, by the way.

Niobe perks slightly at the mention of a festival, but she still 
feels subdued.

Annik goes OOC and lights the OOC lamp!

Loren smiles and claps, leading the way. "Good! First, let me say 
congrats to Annik. Lead well and long, oh lady of the smiths. :) 
"

Tella grins.

Tanon still says that Annik doesn't know a good thing when she 
sees one though ;)

Annik beams. Thank you to everyone who came to this meeting, too. 
It does mean a lot.

Niobe regains most of her composure, and applauds, letting loose 
a racous whistle.

Tella eyes Tanon and plops on him.

Tanon eeeps and is plopped on!

Niobe wonders why Tanon still thinks he's so good looking? 
Doesn't he remember having his head forced into the stump 
grinder??? ;D

Loren says "Hey, that made a definite improvement, Niobe. :)"

Tella eeps and eyes her weyrmate. *takes a step away*

Tanon might not have a pretty face, but he has a cute butt? ;)

Annik pulls out her mound of pillows and some chocolate. Ahh, 
much better. Okay, so how is everyone? Enjoying the craft? Like 
being a Smith?

Niobe brings out "port-o-grinder!"(tm) and shoves Tanon's butt 
into it. ;D

Tella pokes Tanon and grins at Annik. "Oh, yes. I love being a 
Smith." O:)

Loren says "I love being a smith. Bring on the fire, the sparks, 
the stench, the heat, the glass shards. :)"

Tanon says "The metal shards too!"

"Yah-yah!" Niobe chortles.

Loren says "I ought to get out to the other areas more. Rattle 
them with smith foo... lots! ;)"

Annik grins and tosses the 'Honorary Smith' pillow to Tella. 
Let's see... how do you think of the promotion requirements? Too 
hard? Too easy?

Tella beams and sits on the 'Honorary Smith' pillow.

Loren says "Way too hard to make super smith, I think. :0"

Tanon wonders... so who gets to paint Tella blue?

Loren says "I say let her swim in Ruatha's Ice lake. That usually 
does it. :)"

Niobe wonder what's so hard about Supersmith? Just make the blue 
jammies and the cape with the red 'SS' on the back...

Tella hides behind Tanon.

Tanon pours paint on Tella :)

Tella deweyrmates Tanon. O:)

Wen erms and should go. Later, everyone. :)

Tanon says "Laters Wen! :)"

Tella waves at Wen. Nice meeting yas.

Niobe looks at Tella with a practiced eye. Thought you needed 
scissors or a really sharp knife to do that? ;)

Annik was thinking about making the junior requirements more of a 
choice, so they could choose one (aside from RP) and move up a 
bit quicker. Thoughts?

Loren pounds Niobe with his mighty hammer. "Thor, I'm might 
Thor.. and you would be too, if you had to swing this dang hammer 
all day!"

Tella shakes her head at Niobe. Nope, just the GreenriderPower.

Annik waves at Wen.

Niobe nods in agreement with Annik.

Loren says "Bye Wen!"

Wen goes home.
Wen has left.

Of course, Niobe is prejudiced in this respect... ;D

Loren says "Hmmm.. I suppose we could think about reducing the 
number of apprentice levels? Does three seem too many now?""

Tanon has often thought we could get rid of Jr. Appy

You say "Oh?"

Niobe thinks that perhaps Jr. App might be a special case rank 
for someone who really wants to enter the Craft, but has no 
bloody idea of what they want to do, or how to go about doing it?

Tanon nods, "Well, unless it's changed... people are Jr. Appy for 
what? Two weeks, just until we know they've the very basics of 
coding and descing down? Most people can pick that up in a day or 
maybe two..." He ohs! and nods! "That's a good idea Niobe!"

Loren says "I agree, Niobe. We haven't had a new mush player in 
ages."

You say "Hmm. What if we had a sort of proficiency thing? Say, 
give us an example of code, or a maybe a desc, and they can go 
straight to App?"

Loren says "Well, if they can code and desc their cot, they get 
promoted?"

Niobe Hrmmms. That might be a problem... It really gears people 
to CODE, not necessatily RP. I mean how many people really know 
coding?

Tella wonders if she can say something?

Loren says "We smiths are supposed to know code. :) It's 
historically the cause celebre of the smiths."

I know quite a bit about metals/jewelry/gems for the average RL 
person. But i'd be held back for not knowing how to do basic 
coding?

Niobe says, that was ME.

Loren says "Shucks, we teach coding, and it could be just a copy 
of someone elses with new descs."

You say "Go ahead, Tella."

You say "And what would you suggest, then, Niobe? How could we 
gear it towards RP?"

Tella wells, "Like Loren said, if it was just them having to code 
and desc a cot, there's places they could just copy the code from 
like Igen's '+lhelp candidate cot'."

Annik nods. There's a whole set of instructions on the SMI 
webpage.

I was just using RP as an example, Annik. :) It's more about not 
relying on Coding as the decision-making event.

Tella ahhs.

Tanon sighs, and must be off :( See you guys all later!

Annik didn't necessarily mean just coding. It could be descing, 
or whatever. You guys tell me what you want.

Bye Tanon! says Niobe

Tanon goes home.
Tanon has left.

Tella grins. Well, since my reason for being here's gone, I 
should probably head back to the weyr. ;) Nice meeting you all.

Niobe says, "Bye Tella!

Loren says "bye Tella! Come again?"

Tella grins. Will do. ;)

Annik smiles. Thanks for visiting, Tella. Come back anytime.

Tella goes home.
Tella has left.

Carissa comes in from the main meadow.
Carissa has arrived.

Niobe tilts her head. Do you mean like desc-ing some object one 
would create?
Loren says "I'm going to have to run soon too. The SO will be 
home in ten minutes."

Carissa (ooc) looks for a flag and then pokes all the dead people 
with a stick just to be obnoxious.

You say "We're OOC. :) Yes, Niobe, you could create something and 
desc it."

Carissa pulls her pj's on and yeahs, then :)

Loren says "Whew! I wasn't going to say anything about the lack 
of clothes, Carissa, but thanks!"

Carissa blinks.. O.o

You say "Carissa, we're discussing the promotion requirements and 
possibly getting rid of JrApp."

Carissa thinks that's wise.. it takes forever, and most crafts 
usually only have jr. apprentence, and sr. apprentice.. we have 3 
stages don't we?*sorry for the lack of orientation, I'm on all 
sorts of meds..*

Loren gets called to the door by one of the hall stewards. He 
waves to Annik and the others and leaves, deep in dsicussion with 
the fellow.

Loren heads out the large metal door to the meadow.
Loren has left.

Niobe says Sure. desc-ing can be a relatively difficult thing for 
some people to do (for a stereotypical example: a coding person 
who has little skill with writing/describing an object purely 
from a mental framepoint).

Annik nods. We're thinking about maybe having a 'proficiency' to 
go straight to App.

Carissa points out some people have problems describing 
themselves let alone objects.. O.o And you might want to through 
the 'tent time' out the window. We don't seem to be having many 
Gathers lately.

Niobe nods in agreement with Carrisa.

Niobe thinks, Tent-time could still be on there, but as a 
possibility if a Gather might be coming up.

Annik wouldn't exactly throw it out the window, but I can put it 
on the back burner.

Annik nods at Niobe. It's really a lot of fun, if you get a 
chance to do it.

Carissa nods.. "It can be.. but gathers died out and stuff, so

Annik grins. Well, that's why we're going to do our own festival 
thing. Next month, by the way.

Niobe nods. I'd probably back-burner it, then.

Niobe is too new to understand. Why did Gathers die out here?

You say "That's why I added the option of doing a class instead. 
I want to keep some sort of interactive smith-type activity."

Carissa nods, "Talbak(man) keeps bringing it up.. Because.. they 
get boring O.o Its like a job fair when everyone has a job.."

Carissa points out someone has to do classes first before they 
can get credit..

Niobe says "Ahhh. I see. Especially for a Crafter, neh? ;)

You say "No, it's not because they get boring. The MUSH has died 
down a lot from what it used to be, unfortunately. All crafts and 
holds have had a pretty bad drop in activity, because all anyone 
(most people) want to do is become a dragonrider."

You say "Holds are supposed to do the gathers, but they aren't 
active anymore."

Niobe can also understand /that/ difficulty. <sigh>

Carissa nods, "I think the only time I ever ICly sold something 
was my first gather.. to my RL best friend ;) Yeah.. it used to 
be.. 200 upwards people on at one time? we're lucky to get 75.."

You say "Not quite 200, but about 100 was the norm for awhile."

Carissa nods and this the record was 200 or something..

Niobe asks Why doesn't someone in a senior position(s) go 
advertising for Crafters and Holders for PernMush?

You say "So back to promotion requirements. I do want to keep 
some sort of 'entry-level' position, whether it be turning in 
something prior to knotting, or just making less reqs for Jrs."

You say "On the MUSH, or elsewhere?"

Niobe says, elsewhere.

Carissa thinks we've tried that.. MU*ing isn't as big as it used 
to be.. unless you're an inappropriately themed mush.. I think 
maybe you should make it simular to WVR.. you're a junior for a 
month max, and then you have to prove your way out of 
Apprenticeship..

Niobe likes the idea of simply App and Sr. App... Maybe something 
like showing at least some proficiency with a few things before 
earning a knot?

Carissa thinks it might help us keep our apprentices, too.. a lot 
of them are daunted by having so many levels before reaching 
Jman..

You say "But that's like the same thing as Jr, but you don't even 
have a knot."

Carissa nods

Niobe is just tossing out ideas. Never said I was lucid. <g>

Annik nods. And I'm tossing out my ideas too. :)

Niobe is at a loss for any other ideas... :/

Carissa is afraid to toss, I might not let go in time ;)

You say "Jr is really supposed to be a quick position, ICly there 
for apps to get to know their way around and learn the basic 
skills."

Niobe says, in a nutshell, define basic skills, Annik. :)

Carissa tickles the Niobe, "The things you're getting ahold of. 
Descing, +checking, basic creation and code.."

You say "Just the very basics in each subcraft - what they're 
about, what they involve. ICly."

You say "OOCly, it's different. As long as you know some inkling 
of code (or know who to ask) and a basic understanding of how to 
desc, you're fine."

Niobe hmms. So it's both IC and OOC things...

You say "All ranks are. :)"

Carissa nods, "basically.. trying to get you out of the one-liner 
habit.."

You say "That's why Jrs don't accept commissions. We have to know 
that you can do what you'll ideally be doing - commissions, which 
may involve coding/descing."

Carissa mehs and bangs her head on the table.

You say "And Smiths do a lot of code-oriented things, because we 
have to make things that 'work', if people want want them."

Niobe ponders. So, does this mean if I read the whole freakin' 
series of Pern books, and developed a good understanding of the 
underlying themes behind each Weyr/Craft/Hold, i'd have a basic 
understanding of what it might be like to be a Smith (for a long 
example)?

Carissa nods slowly, "Yeah.. that would do it.. maybe. Just don't 
read the renegades of Pern.. that'll just screw you up ;)"

Niobe wanted to toss that one on the fire... :p

You say "Not necessarily. You don't need to learn about all the 
other Holds/Halls/Weyrs. We want you character to know basic 
Smith skills, which is purely IC, and we want your player to 
learn basic MUSH skills."

Carissa thinks a lot of them are fire worthy O.o I wanna rewrite 
them ;)

Niobe yawns a little. So, have we given you any hard ideas, 
Annik? :)

Carissa pokes her forehead and falls on her back.. ow

Annik has ideas. I want feedback. As CM, I have try to make you 
all happy so that you'll enjoy being here and not let the craft 
die out. :)

All Niobe knows for the moment is that she thinks Apprentice and 
Sr. Apprentice is a better way to go than the 3-step-system. ;)

Carissa salutes and would never let it die? ;)

You say "What if I did some experiments? Change it to less reqs 
for now, see how people like that, and go from there? If people 
still don't like it, we can look at getting rid of Jr. How's that 
sound?"

Carissa likes that.. such a pain to get high in this place ;) 
(that's the dimatap talking..)

Niobe says I don't think it could hurt, especially since it'd be 
a temp. thing if someone had a stroke over it. ;)

Niobe needs to run... Have some other business to take care of on 
this night... :)

Annik waves to Niobe. Night.

Carissa nods and hugs, "night, Niobe.."

Niobe waves! TTFN, Annik, carissa! <hugs>

Niobe goes home.
Niobe has left.

Annik hmms. What else? I'm going to ask people to send in descs 
for the festival thing. I want to have a table to show off our 
'latest projects'.

Carissa nods slowly and is trying to think of what to do next 
since I don't have to go to school really, I guess..

Carissa says "Leaves lots of desc writting time.."

Annik nods. Ummm... Not really a whole lot else. Just looking for 
feedback and ideas for improvements around here, if we need them.

Carissa nods and rubs her head.

You say "That goes for anyone reading the log right now! Let me 
know if you've got ideas. :)"

Carissa beams big at you, "Any news on.."

Annik grins. On?

Carissa hides, "C2.."

Annik smiles. You'll just have to wait and see.

Carissa pouts, "You haven't decided yet?"

Annik might, and might not have. Just can't tell, yet.

You say "Soon, though. :)"

Carissa pouts s'more and alrights.

Carissa beams, "When?" (all this is types while RL Risa coughs 
and grumbles in pain..)

You say "There's no exact date, but soon."

You say "Anything else to discuss?"

Carissa considers and thinks, "Well, I was kinda thinking about 
what Niobe said, pulling people in from other games.."

You say "Yeah?"

Carissa thinks for awhile, "Well.. perhaps if we go for people 
who play on other games? I think the Pern people are pretty 
interwoven already, but people from, say, some odd place like 
Harry Potter.. or whereever people play, we might get a few 
people on?"

Annik nods. Sure, if people want to recruit players from other 
games, I'll certainly support that.

Carissa nods slowly

Annik smiles. Any other thoughts? Ideas? Suggestions? Questions? 
Comments?

Carissa rubs her neck and shakes her head, "No.. If I think of 
any, I'll ask.."

You say "Okay, I'll end the meeting, then. Thanks for coming. :)"

Carissa nods and hugs.