“Hey, everybody.  I was thinking this would be a good day to stay inside.  Amanda has a whole infirmary to organize.  We have a crafting hall just begging to be used and a ton of materials.  I was hoping everyone would want to focus a bit on their skills, and maybe find out what we can make, or build, to improve our circumstances here.”

This was met with general approval.  He looked at Ramon and Michael. “You guys weren’t here for the quick and dirty tutorial the other day.  I imagine you’ve been pretty occupied by that titan since it arrived.  If you’d like, we can spend some time this morning catching you up?”

Both men agreed, and after helping Meg clean up the breakfast dishes, they went outside to sit at the big wooden table that still occupied a space near the fountain.

Allistor spent about an hour going through everything they had learned, pausing for questions or to hear input from the men.  Ramon popped up with a skill he’d learned.  “I keep a journal.  I’ve written in it every day since I was a kid.  The other day when we thought we’d lost the titan and stopped for a while, I was recording the day’s events.  A message popped up that I’d earned the Scribe skill.  That made me curious, so I tried something else.  Took out my knife and started whittling at a piece of firewood.  After about twenty minutes I earned Woodworking.”

Michael added.  “I’ve only gotten one so far.  Marksman.  I shot so many damned rounds at that monster.  On the second day, the notification came up when a shot went right into its mouth.”

“Good!  All useful skills that I don’t think any of the rest of us have.  My hope is that we’ll all develop skills that complement each other and benefit the community.  For example, do either of you know anything about engines or machines?  Sean had earned the Engineering skill, and obviously, now we’ve lost that again.”

Ramon clapped his hands together.  “I studied engineering in school.  Give me something to work on, and I’ll level up that bad boy like crazy.”

Allistor told him about the hospital, the generator, the crane on the roof.  “I’m not sure what else is there that would be worth checking out.  But for today, Amanda might need help setting up her medical machines.”

Ramon hopped up and headed for the infirmary.  Michael looked at Allistor.  “What’ve you got for me?”

“Dunno.  What are you good at?  Or more importantly, what do you like to do?”