The spinning class has been going on for a while now and is going to wind down soon, but they have a scroll-making class getting set up. An older woman in Seljuk garb is setting out paper, paints, little dishes of something shiny and gold, and little pre-drawn sketches to be painted or coloured in.

Behind the barn, the heralds are still coaching each other to be louder. Through the walls there's an audible, "Oyez - no, *Oyez*! no - *OYEZ*!! - no, project, don't yell -" 

Iomedae wants that job, once she can speak English better. Talking so people can hear you very far away is an important paladin skill. She does not particularly want to spin, though it's kind of weird that this is the first place in America where she's seen anyone spinning. She was kind of assuming they had Azlanti technology for that, if they didn't even make their slaves do it.

She will paint, if Jenny wants her to paint. She has no experience with paint but no objections to it either.

Jenny just thinks it's probably not a good idea to spend every waking moment on schoolwork or violence.

Wow, these paints are cool. "God is good!" she says delightedly.