[u]Lachlan[/u]

I chuckled slightly as the fairly tall girl spoke up. I hadn't wanted to say it myself out of embarrassment, but she was right. We were going to need midwives. And her idea of a tribe wasn't bad. It held all the sense of community that we would need to survive, and we could take on apprentices to make sure people knew our skills for when we... Well, when we died.

"Tribe. I like that. Very Sepultura." I said with a chuckle. "So... Do we elect a chief, or do they just have to prove themselves through their deeds?" I asked. Christ knew [i]I[/i] didn't want to be Chief. Teacher? Fine. Repairman? Sure. Leader? Hell no. Anxiety made me sick enough as it was.

When the book was handed around to me I glanced over it briefly, acknowledging the skills written within before writing my own.

[i]Lachlan,

[*] Irrigation.[/*]
[*] Drive manual and auto.[/*]
[*] Fence building.[/*]
[*] Basic farming.[/*]
[*] Cattle ranching.[/*]
[*] Hunting.[/*]
[*] Basic electrical knowledge. [/*]
[*] Basic Metalwork.[/*][/i]