Title: Ah, that one. I come from an artists/teachers family. No, really: My father is a Author: Akel Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/tRJg2y8x First Edit: Monday 28th of December 2015 02:50:34 PM CDT Last Edit: Monday 28th of December 2015 02:50:34 PM CDT Ah, that one. I come from an artists/teachers family. No, really: My father is a plastic arts teacher, my mother is a ceramist1 who has been living by selling her crafts for thirty years now at what we call ferias here (I don't know if there is a word for it in English) my sister is a plastic arts teacher too, my paternal grand father is a painter, my maternal grand mother was a school teacher, and from there backwards I kind of lose track of the teachers and artists used to be infamous enough and often were "Expulsed" from the family. Added to that, I've helped my mother in the feria2 for as long as I can remember, which may not be much with me being twenty years old but still is a bit of time. Point is, I've had both POVs in the mater around quite a lot. There are the automatistic guys who are kinda irritating because they've been doing the exact same things from the exact same molds for +40 years easily, something that, for some reason, nearly every single ceramist with diploma on it I've seen does. There are also the guys who make very few products but that, since they are hard to do (Generally furniture carpenters or leather workers) each piece has a high price and the guys sell a single thing and are fine for two or three days, those normaly lend a bit more to the "For the art" side because they do fewer things so they need higher variety. Metal/Glass workers are something of an in-between generaly, and my mother is a For The Art one who makes lots of small things. And from that I still haven't found squat when it comes to The One True Choice. Artisans live well3 depending on how well they manage themselves with clients and how skillfull they are4,   1 And, honestly, a red mage that could make a nuclear reactor if you gave her enough steel strand, ceramic, and  bamboo. We have three bamboo roots here, and each bamboo  root will grow like six thousand bamboo plants per minute. The good part of that is that we actually use the bamboo more or less at that rate. Bamboo is kinda like fungi in that aspect, a incredibly useful plague 2As in helping her place everything every day and then pick it up at night, ferias are generaly outside events where you have to do that. Say what you may, but take this into account: A normal stand has +100 items assuming that most are more or less hand-sized. My mother does a lot of small things, so hers can have around +500 easily. You learn to acomodoate a diferent thing with each hand there. 3I won't lie, it's a risky desicion-- you don't have any kind of legal protection about a lot of things, and there is no such thing as a jubilation or medic ensurement, so ferias are a weird sort of loose demi comunistic hippy commune where if someone gets sent to an hospital everyone puts a coin in the pig 4"Skillful" for an artisan means that the same person can fix your car, fix nearly any kind of broken structure with enough still strand and good pincers, can bend broken bones, can levitate, can read the minds of clients because good christ how was I supposed you wanted the damn collar with red thingies if you didn't tell me you little piece of-, can have a patience rivaling monks because good christ kid stop playing with the delicate glass thing I swear if your mother doesn't buy anything I'll kill you both, can stand being rained upon without getting sick, can mend any kind of broken wood structure within fifteen minutes, can improvize any kind of structure within an hour as long as there is enough steel strand, and I am probably forgetting fifteen things or so. We are all red mages there. Also I really have to stop using footnotes. Having a private wiki to annotate and plan things is kind of bringing forth my inner Weird Trivia Guy.