"I'll agree on balance, but I think way too many authors, especially beginning ones, miss out on how to make their readers care for their characters," Aut said, spinning around on his stool to face Braet. "They already care for them, so the audience should too. Forgetting that they only care about them because they know them so well and that the audience has no such luxury." He grinned. "Then again, I enjoy slice of life stories, so I'm probably a bit biased." Aut watched as Braet pulled out a notebook to start scribbling in, though he was too far away to make out any details. "Hope those'r some notes on Keys, Braet. Nia's been rarin' to go since that last post." That was something of an understatement, Aut had been debating writing out a post in advance, though he was a little stumped on the possible lack of context. Though that did remind him... Reaching into a pocket of his cloak, he pulled out a notebook of his own, blue to Braet's black. Regal had had some spares in the back and had been happy to lend him one, which he'd been steadily filling. He flipped through it, reviewing his notes, passing through Wishes, Kauria, Dark Path, Wings, and a new entry simply labeled DS, which seemed to be a page from someone else's notes, mostly blacked out.