Logging Do-N to 'logs\Do-N.ChatSociety.log'
Do-N	...
Do-N is trying to mimic Alice's intelligence.
The_Guild	It doesn't work.
Do-N	[Do I have any idea why?]
The_Guild	[You couldn't focus your concentration well enough, and the attempt fudged and faded away.]
Do-N attempts to learn Portugese from Alice.
The_Guild	Bits and pieces float by, eluding your grasp.
Do-N	[Can I reach the thinkers?]
The_Guild	~Yes.~
Do-N	~So, translating rulesets could rob me of my power?~
The_Guild	~Your power is translated. It is Alice's dynamic grasp of the language and your inability to concentrate that are preventing you from acquiring her knowledge.~
Do-N	~Alright... so why can't I concentrate?~
The_Guild	~Your mind is not high enough.~ {You failed your rolls.}
Do-N	[So, can I remember much that I learned while watching from Black?]
The_Guild	[You can remember everything you learned from Black. Did you take archery?]
Do-N	[Yeah, I spent a bunch of time checking out the elven archery ranges.]
The_Guild	[I couldn't remember. :)]
Do-N tries to grab Lopez's X-ray vision.
The_Guild	You blink, and suddenly, you can see through things.
Do-N	[Nice... now I try to figure out which way south-southwest is :) ]
The_Guild	It's the direction Lopez is looking, most likely. :)
Do-N	:) [Is my power actually failing more often than usual?]
The_Guild	[No.]
Do-N	[K.]
Do-N tries to grab Lopez's strength.
The_Guild	You feel strength ripple through your body. Sharp pain, and then it subsides.
Do-N	[The pain, the strength or both?]
The_Guild	[The pain, and the strength, though you can still feel the strength there, only waiting your desire to use it.]
Do-N	[Sweet.]
The_Guild	[Pretty much it prevents you from ripping doors off their handles and crushing people's hands when shaking, but it's there when punching people.]
Do-N was trying to feed him stuff from Alice, but not getting much.
Do-N	[The army does have it's own tinkers right... smiths, whatever... right?]
The_Guild	The world is small enough that they generally use whatever local talent is available.
Do-N	[How does one go about learning artificing?]
The_Guild	[There were academies in a few of the larger cities that taught magic, artificing, or both.] [Or one steals the knowledge from an existing artificer. :P]
Do-N	[:) And if one is a farmboy who can't go to an academy?]
The_Guild	[From their conversation, old textbooks maybe?] What are you doing while all this conversation is going on?
Do-N is playing the shy-girl... she's feeling pretty pissed at herself for screwing up, and not really liking this whole Grey thing.
The_Guild	A young man approaches you, smiling nervously. "Hi."
Do-N smiles up at him. " 'Evening. " [Is he cute?]
The_Guild	[In a nervous innocent sort of way, yeah.] "Jill, right? I'm Evan." He sits beside you, watching a group of young men and women dancing and singing. "Did you... uh... want to dance?"
Do-N	"Sure." [Do-N's playing awkward in a tomboy kinda way.]
The_Guild	"Great!" He takes your hand and pulls you to your feet, leading you to the group already dancing.
Do-N grabs dancing skills from people in the group, but still dances kinda awkwardly.
The_Guild	And lucky you do, apparently there is method to the madness. But the steps come naturally to you, as if you'd danced them all your life. You dance for a few songs, then find yourself sitting among a group of chattering young men and women, a drink in hand.
Do-N plays it very mild mannered (as is the style), but with the slight awkwardness of a soldier.
The_Guild	The young adults are curious about your upbringing, who your parents are and such, but your quietness is able to keep them mostly at bay and in the dark. "And what about the Royal Army? Why did you join?"
Do-N	"Really, after the accident with my parents [about as much as she'll say about them], I didn't really know what to do. But the King is a (like) father to us all [whichever is more orthodox], and the army is like a family. It's just where I feel I belong."
The_Guild	[Like would be closer.] "That's great. I've been thinking of joining the army, but dad's brother Brent died in the Yabrington Skirmishes, so he won't let me join.
Do-N	"A soldier's life is difficult and dangerous, and your father is probably right not want it for you. If the time comes when you must serve, you'll know."
The_Guild	"But I think the time is now. I'm of an age to leave home, and what better way to find myself?"
Do-N	"I said know, not think... your father will probably never support his in joining the army, but if you *know* that's where you have then he'll have to respect your decision as a grown man [a bit of loss in her voice]."
The_Guild	Evan thinks about that for a while, then kisses your cheek. "Thank you Jill. That makes sense."
Do-N	[Less serious smile.] "You're welcome."
The_Guild	Evan looks up. "Your friends are leaving."
Do-N	"Oh, yeah... I'll see you around."
The_Guild	"Bye... ."
Do-N grabs farming/animal handling skills from Joel & Deb.
The_Guild	Okay.
Do-N	[Where's the best place to sleep in the barn? To not have to worry about animal contact/shit/etc]
The_Guild	Up in the loft. Animals don't generally climb the ladder. The most you'd have to contend with up here are birds. Oh, you meant details about the wand?
Do-N	[Well, I'm assuming I know a bit about the crab... don't know if I can get anything from the wand.]
The_Guild	Like it was said before, it's about 13 inches long, made of a dark wood, with threads of Manite etched into it.
Do-N	[Human design, I assume... under what circumstances will it go off? Is there a safety, or does it not even need one? Charges, etc. How powerful/rare is it by this worlds standards?]
The_Guild	[It's a fairly common 'sidearm' for non-warrior soldiers. Human design, yes. Did you want to actually test it? There's no visible safety or anything, nor anything that indicates charges.]
Do-N	[No, definitely no testing... I wanted to know what I can tell based on the artificing knowledge I picked up while in black.] ~Hey Thinkers... can you hook me up with some old accoustic blues? Blind Lemon Jefferson, that kind of thing.~
The_Guild	Ah yes. You would know that the requirements to be fired would be holding it in the hand and saying the command word with purpose. It'll generate six charges before it has to recharge, the manite will darken closer to black the fewer shots it has left.
Do-N	[And it needs to be recharged from an external source? No solar power or anything?]
The_Guild	~Long Lonesome Blues begins to play.~ [It recharges naturally over the next hour, but isn't useable until fully recharged (a failsafe created to prevent Manite flux)]