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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - A Half-Hearted Start
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The dwarf sharpened the quill pen and then filled it full of ink from a nearby ink stone.
The quill pen had once been the tail feather of a turkey. A turkey who had not been happy with the dwarf. And the ink stone was just a stone that had a small dent in it that allowed it to be used to crush a dimple cup, mix it with water, which then could be used as ink.
The dwarf's body was thin with some fat on it. It was if he was just recovering from a long diet. His beard was of medium length when compared to others of his race. It, and his long sideburns, were both braided. His moustache had been simply combed. He also had a long pony tailed tied back to keep it out of way. His hair was chestnut with a touch of gray.
His dark yellow-brown eyes were close set and his lips kind of thick over a broad chin. His hooked nose was narrow. His skin, a shade of beige, was wrinkled
The gray hair and wrinkles suggested he was at least in his 80s.
On the rhyolite table in front of him was a pile of rough papers. He placed his tip of his pen carefully onto the top sheet and with squinted eyes started to write.
The Faithful Hall had sent us, the Glory of Brave, to found the The Town of Coldness. Don't look at me, I didn't pick the names.
It took us over two weeks to get here. On the 15th of Granite we arrived here. It was early spring but the snow was still on the ground and the nearby river, or the streams that were the start of the river, were still frozen.
We happy seven were sent with a wagon full of weapons, tools, food, drink, even some rocks, along with chickens, pigs, cows, goats, and tuckeys, to start a town. And I mean town. We've been told to keep the populace at a reasonable number. They also gave us some yaks to pull the wagon. So we have a lot of livestock to work with.
He stopped to fill the pen with more ink, took a few seconds to read what he written down and, then, continued.
Plently of trees. Walnut trees, hazels trees, huge ginkgo trees, so lots of wood. Hills at the source of the steams that make the river. So lots of room to dig out chambers and tunnels and such.
Also noticed, even with the snow, there were prickle berry bushes, cranberry bushes, and even saw some muskmelons. Many may not be ready for harvest, sadly. But in autumn we may have some more berries to brew and seeds to grow on the surface.
So the Likot picked up her pick and got to work on the first tunnel. While Zasit and Thikut grabbed their axes to cut down some trees and clear a area to create a pasture for the cows and yaks. Of course the pigs and birds would be kept inside.
Once we had a inside, of course. I also asked Dodok to collect the plants. At least those we could use.
One of the woodworkers, Zasit, dropped a tree on himself. What a great start.
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Outside of that most things went well. We dug storage and work space in the dirt levels. Along with farming plots and pens for the birds and pigs. We dug down deeper for stone and started to dig out space for future proper bedrooms.
We had brought four nest boxes with us so we didn't need to do anything to the pens with the birds but toss in them in, put in the nests, and put up a door which was then locked. We wanted some baby chicks before we start stealing their eggs. We just have to wait.
Of course the first workshops were the basic ones. Kitchen, Still, Carpenter's Workshop, Stoneworker's Workshop, Farmer's Workshop. A table and throne was made so I could have a proper office.
I placed them between the Farmer's Workshop and plots. Maybe not that proper office but it gave me something to sit and work. Mebzuth the Mason, well, she was swift at her job. Which is good. We have lots of stone to work with.
He stopped as he refilled his pen and glanced at the four farming plots. A nanny goat stared back at him as it walked over some of the plump helmets growing in the neartest plot.
He went back to his writing.
There was that giant hamster that our dwarfs ran into when trying to hunt. Not much out there. The giant hamster and a eagle. I don't think we will be seeing a lot of animals in this region. Too cold, not enough plants to feed larger herds, or maybe just bad luck?
Also we only brought five copper bolts for the three crossbows. So the bolts that missed the hamster had to be collected for reuse.
Once the streams melted we found they produced pretty clean water. Also turns out Sazir liked to fish. I did warn the others to stay out of the water. And when it freezes to stay off the ice. It is deep and most of us don't know how to swim. In fact I don't think anybody among us knows how to swim.
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Of course the bedrooms were last to be dug out and it is slow work smoothing them out and getting them ready. Don't want to rush the bedrooms. In fact when summer came we still had not finished any of them.
At least summer will bring us warmer weather and maybe more animals? And better fishing?
signed,
ingiz Swordtundra - Expedition Leader, Book Keeper, And Manager
1st of Hematite, Year 150
He sat up and sighed. Not a lot of details. But still, it gave the folks back home a idea about what was happening. And that their friends and family were still alive.
He cleaned the pen and yawned. There were a few problems he had not passed on. He didn't want anybody to worry too much about the settlers. But...
The river had thawed yet it wasn't ready giving them much in the way of fish. They had fished one fish out of the river. A perch. And the streams would likely prove a bad water source when they froze again during the cold months.
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Alot of the milk they had brought with them had gone to waste because, once it had been turned into cheese, nobody had stored it into barrels or pots or whatever. Miasma had filled the chamber containing the Still, the Fishery, the Farmer's Workshop, the Farming Plots and his office. Lucky for him.
Not ALL the cheese had gone bad before being used in biscuits. So that was good. If you liked cheese biscuits.
They were living on biscuits and a very limited selection of booze. Dwarven ale, Dwarven beer, Dwarven rum, and Dwarven wine. In other words the drinks they had brought with them in the wagon. And everybody was doing more than one job. In some cases three, or four, or five.
In fact he was also a carpenter, milker, cook, planter, herbalist, stone carver, appraiser, and diagnosthician. He would likely end up the Broker after all this.
He sighed. All settlements started small. The problem was this one was meant to STAY small. A few waves of migrants and that would be it. It would be closed off. Outside of native born and a few petitions for becoming a resident that MIGHT be approved if the person had any special skills. That would be it.
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He also reminded himself they needed to make a barn around the livestock on the surface. Besides predators there was the winter that would make the surface a frozen nightmare. It would also keep the Yak Bull from running off all the time.
Maybe the ravens were scaring it? The giant hamster and eagle had left with the coming of summer and been replaced by a flock of ravens. Hopefully they didn't steal any of the items still on the surface.
He signed the letter, waited for it to dry, folded it, sealed with wax and placed it on the table. Once the first traders showed up from the Mountainhomes he would give it to them to be delivered to the King Fikod Urmimoddom. The Ruler of the Faithful Hall. And a well-known drunk who came up with stupid ideas.
"Like this one," ingiz murmured to himself as he went to sleep on the floor.
Before writting the letter he had eaten a biscuit of cave lobster which had been made up of minced cave lobster and minced cave lobster. And washed it down with Dwarven rum. He preferred artichoke wine himself. But what could you do?
As he tried to sleep on the ground he frowned at the buzz of the flies. He detested flies and their buzzing. But the underground tunnels and chambers seem to attract them. Maybe the underground rooms were warmer than the surface? Even with the coming of the summer sun?
What a horrible place. Cold and wet. Hopefully the bedrooms would be finished soon. And, of course, a proper dining room dug out.
As he slipped into a deep sleep he also mumbled to himself about remembering to build a Trade Depot before fall came. They were in the middle of a, somewhat, populated region and they were looking forward to some trade.
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Author's Note:
Welcome to the Town of Coldness. This is a modded world but I am not using any mods. I just went into the code to, I hope, limit the populace of the Fortress to twenty adults. Now, we will likely still grow if babies are born, I didn't limit children, and if we get enough drinks to make a tavern we can approve resident petitions.
So there can be growth but it will take time. I also made sure to say "nope" to vampires, werewolves, and so on. There may still be Forgotten Beasts and such, but that's life.
With the hard coded two migrant waves we will likely reach twenty adults before the end of the year.
I want to keep it small so I can dive into the dwarves and their stories and events and so on. Once you get over twenty if starts to become more society history than individual stories. If that makes sense?
And yeah, I found a map of North America and made sure we have a Pole on the North. Sorry Canada.
The Town is someplace just a little west of 'Old Man River', in a cold forest, but it is hard to pinpoint on the map because it is close to other towns and cities, so it does not show up when you center on the settlement. Kind of a flaw with how the map works.
If I remember right we are close to both apes and tree huggers. Er...humans and elves. So trade with them should help expand on our food sources. In other words seeds, plants, and more livestock?
Also by not using mods from the workshop it won't break the save when the Adventure Mode update happens. I hope. I want to keep this save and see how long is lasts.
Enjoy!
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Nice idea! I like reading individual writeups on this site too, not just big succession games. Can't wait to see how this plays out.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - The Faithful Hall
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The Faithful Hall was a dwarven civilization that came into existence in the year 1 in the world known as the Domain of Legend. Its ruler was Queen Vabok Slingsprays.
She had many lovers and many break ups. But never seemed to marry. And died of old age in the year 98. Leaving behind two sons.
The eldest, born in the year 7, the son of Queen Vabok and one of her lovers, was named Adil Futuregilds. In year 25 he became a bowyer and, in early 26, a treasurer of the Guild of Uncertainty. A bowyer Guild he had joined in 25.
He married, cheated on his wife with a lover, broke up with his lover, got another one, broke up with her, and so on. Fought in the assault on Freetrade in the winter of 84 and survived.
Then got married again and, more importantly, became King in the year 98 when his Mother died.
Started cheating on his second wife and fought in the defense of Pillerclouted in the year 103. Where he was killed by the elf Ditari Swallowshell. And eaten by the same elf. As they do. The elf also claimed Dankstrikes of Furious Morass. This was a Iron Crossbow that was the symbol of the authority of the rulers of Faithful Hall that Adil had been given when he had become King. He was the first and last ruler to have the crossbow.
No tradition like a made up tradition.
Adil left behind one wife, two dead wives, eight sons and five daughters.
The third ruler was Fikod Swamclostered, a male dwarf, son of Olin Lordmirrors and Adil Futuregilds. The latter's eldest son. He became King in the year 104. He had a few lovers, one wife, one ex-wife, and had fought in a few battles by the year 150.
Even found time to pop out four sons. Along with becoming a drunk. Though when looking over his family's history that isn't a surprise. The members of the Royal Family were not the best role models.
It is he who sent out the Glory of Brave to found the Town of Coldness. During one of his nights of drinking and partying.
"And NO migrants after the first two waves!" he giggled as he drained another stone mug of Dwarven wine. "Get it? Get it? HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!"
Then he passed out.
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Hello again, I'm posting to keep track of this thread as I did on the last one.
Where is the town located on the map?
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Hello again, I'm posting to keep track of this thread as I did on the last one.
Where is the town located on the map?
That's the problem. IF you center on the Town it isn't highlighted. Seems if there are too many towns or cities close together the map can't highlight your town.
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But like, based on your knowledge of the US map, where is it? Now I wanna know too.
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But like, based on your knowledge of the US map, where is it? Now I wanna know too.
Comparing it to a map of the US and trying to line up the southern tip of Lake Michigan and trying to line it up with a bay on the west coast I was able to pinpoint where I think the Town of Coldness. is...I think the settlement is in Wyoming? We're east of the mountains along the western border of the state so...in Yellowstone National Park I think....?
Weird. You would think here would be more animals besides eagles, ravens, and giant hamsters.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - First Migrants
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The Expedition Leader Swordtundra sharpened the quill and filled it with ink before looking over the paper on his desk. A fresh, empty, clean sheet of paper to fill with his thoughts about the summer he had just lived through.
He pondered for a few seconds and then started to write.
Greetings from the Town of Coldness. Though, we're a Outpost. With the coming of summer I ordered the corner stones of the future barn to be placed. We had stone. I figured we may as well use some of it to plan out the size of the above ground structure.
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I want the barn to be up by winter. Also I ordered the building of a Trade Depot. Though, to be honest, I was not sure what we would be producing as a export good. Tourist Mugs?
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The Trade Depot was finished within a few weeks. Pretty fast when compared to the other projects.
And in the Kitchen some of the food was going rotten. We needed more barrels. Even the fishing is better. We even found some mussels. But even some of the fish have gone bad because of a lack of barrels.
He stopped and wondered if he should add the next sentence. But did so anyway. He was a honest dwarf and didn't want to make it sound like everything at the outpost was strong beer and meat hot off the bone. Or rotten fish.
He filled up the pen and added.
In early summer the bedrooms were still being worked on and at one point I was sleeping in the hallways.
There, a touch of reality. He nodded and continued.
On the 5th of Malachite Sazir decided to become a career fisherdwarf. He seemed to enjoy it. Good for him.
We also now had a quern good for grinding stuff.
He stopped and decided that line, while correct, was kind of boring and stupid. He was never one who had been good with words. He took a lung full of air, filled the pen and continued.
On the 16th of Malachite, in the middle of summer, the first migrants arrived.
Four new citizens. Which was good. Because we have finally dug out the large chamber that we would name The Nut of Crafts. Our new Tavern and meeting place. Just in time for the new arrivals. It only had a few tables and chairs. And was still kind of rough. But it was underground and it was a start.
The amazing thing is that news travels fast when it comes to a new tavern. By the 22nd of Malachite we already have two visiting humans. One, a Hammerman, telling a story in the Nut of Crafts. With another, a Maceman, listening to him. Though the Maceman seems to be a woman.
In fact a third human, a Swordsman, showed up shortly afterwards.
Being so busy I had to select a Tavern Keeper. So I looked over the records of our citizens and decided on Mafol Sculpturetools who was a good talker and was one of the new migrants. He had come with his wife, Lor Diamondtools, and I assume they both came to start a new life. And what is better than to find a new job?
No kids yet, but I may expand one of the bedrooms so they have a room together. Married couples need their private time.
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On the 28th of Galena everybody had a bedroom. And elves were visiting the tavern. Interesting. Four armed with bows and two armed with spears.
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They all seemed to get along with the humans and the citizens.
So far so good.
signed,
ingiz Swordtundra - Expedition Leader, Book Keeper, And Manager
1st of Limestone, Year 150
He signed the letter, dried it, folded it, and sealed it with wax. Then added it to the first letter. To wait for a caravan.
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He yawned. There was still information he had not bothered to add to the letter. For example, they now had a Craftdwarf's Workshop where they were making mugs and pots.
And with the coming of autumn only a few ravens seemed to be in the area. Even the eagle had left. He wasn't looking forward to winter. Well, at least he had a proper bed to sleep in!
Hopefully the barn was finished before the snow came. Also, even with the spoiled food, they had enough to last them the rest of the year and also a enough drinks. Booze can't spoil. Can it?
He headed to his bedroom. Having a proper bed, chest, and cabinet helped make it feel like a true, well, home. And sleeping in a bed was better than one the floor. And the door kept the flies out.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - The Cast
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The Dwarfs who lived in the Town of Coldness were a interesting bunch.
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The Expedition Leader, ingiz Swordtundra, you already know a little about. Though, he isn't as thin as when he first came to the forest with the other six settlers on the wagon pulled by the yaks.
So let us examine the others. The other six who came with the Leader.
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Likot Tamedconstruct, who was mostly a Miner, though once again many of the citizens wore many hats, was a female dwarf who was slow to tire. A good thing for a Miner. She was also patient and a good ability to focus. And utterly fearless. Like many females of her race she was beardless.
She also did some stone carving, mason work, and engraving. Seems she liked to work with stone. Though she could cook, brew, and even clean fish in a pinch.
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Then there was Zasit Versegems. A Woodworker who also liked to milk, cook, work with stone. And he is mighty! Whatever that means. Sadly he is slow to heal and is clumsy.
To make things worse, he didn't understand social relationships and had problems focusing. In fact he was going, at the moment, to a meeting. Seems a lot of his needs were going unmet like being with family, acquiring objects, and getting into...fights?
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Then there was Dodok Diamondburied, the Farmer, who was likely the most overworked of all the citizens. He also makes cheese, milks, brews, and cooks. Even works with stone and is a Bone Doctor. Which means if there is a hospital he will likely run it.
He was patient, good with music, high willpower, but poor analytical abilities. He is a tad upset about not being able to pray and wants more excitement in his life.
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Next is Thikut Armorstances, a Woodworker, who had a lot of patience and good kinesthetic sense BUT had problems with words, poor creativity, no focus, greedy, cares nothing about what people think of him, kind of stubborn...he has issues. And clumsy.
But he can also brew, cook, and plant, so kind of helpful when it comes to the food supply. Which is funny, cause he is thin. Think being around food all the time he would be fat.
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Mebzuth Holdroof, the Mason, was also skilled at working with wood AND metal. And, of course, other skills like milking, brewing, planting, so on, so forth.
Sadly, she is quick to tire and slow to heal.
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Then there was Sazir Inkoceans, the Peasant who became a Fisherdwarf, had a few other skills, like brewing and planting.
Like others he was missing prayer, acquiring objects, and fighting.
Next are the First Migrants. There was only four of them.
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The first was the Woodcutter Unib Oiledsiege. She had a few skills that were useful, such as brewing, and other that were not so useful at the moment, such as beekeeping. Also at 51 years she is kind of young. And has two lovers. Neither of which are in the Outpost. In fact she seems to have no relationships with ANYBODY in the Outpost. She needs to make some friends.
She is very strong but slow to heal. She rarely gets sick and is slow to tire but is very flimsy. Kind of a mix there.
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Then there is Lor Diamondtools, who was a Stone Carver, and married to the Tavern Keeper. But was not skilled in much else. She carved and crafted stone. That's it.
Seems to be bald or she shaved her head. Might be a cultural thing.
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Next is Id Sunsworked, a Clothier, but he can also mill, plant, carve stone, and other tasks that are useful. Also he seems to have a lot of military skills. A former soldier maybe?
He is tough and quick to heal. But also clumsy and tires quickly, and susceptible to disease....maybe not the best idea to put him in the military. Once they had one.
At least his list of unmet needs was pretty short. This likely makes him the happiest of the bunch.
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Then there is the Tavern Keeper, Mafol Sculpturetools, who was about to enjoy a meal of cave lobster biscuits. And seems pretty happy.
When not keeping a tavern he works with stone mostly, but can also carve bone and is also a weaponsmith.
And so those are the eleven citizens. Will there be more coming? We will see.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - Preparing For Winter
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Swordtundra found it easier to make the ink on the stone. With a quern it was easier to grind the dimple cups to turn it into powdered dye. Then just add water!
He grunted and looked down at his left foot. He reached for a mug and drank some dwarven wine to try to counter act the pain. At least there was plenty of booze.
He made sure the pen was sharp, filled it up, and started to write on his third letter.
With the coming of autumn I was slightly worried. I wanted the barn finished. But also there was other projects that needed to be done. I wanted to make sure that WE were also safe and well stocked. I picked a spot outside that the citizens could gather from the trees.
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A gathering zone, like the fishing zone, and hoped that this did not take away from the work on the barn. We have stepladder so it should not be too bad to get into the trees. It is a small zone with walnut, pear, sand pear, apricot, and hazel trees.
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Also ordered a Mechanic's Workshop to be made. We'll want cage traps for spring. I want to see if we can get some wild meat with more passive means. And maybe working drawbridges for the entry way. And a floodgate for for when we start working on a fresh water source.
Also ordered a altar to be made. So we can create a temple. Though, not sure to who or what it will be for.
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Then the caravan came from the Faithful Hall on the 14th Limestone. Welcomed. But also a warning of winter's approach. I looked over our goods and realized we did not have much to trade. But whatever we decided to trade we needed to get the best deal we could.
I made the Clothier, Id, the Broker. The best one to pick would have been the Tavern Keeper but he already has too many hats to wear.
I decide to sell them all the fish we have not yet cooked. We have nuts and fruits from the gathering place and enough prepared food and drink to last this season and the next. So I have no problem selling the river's bounty. What little there is.
Also I will sell them three alunite mugs. We have a bunch of rhyolite mugs and will have more mugs before winter.
He stopped, refilled the pen and glanced over the paper. He licked his lips and continued.
Also the sows gave birth to two piglets.
To be honest I think we need another axe. We only have two and it is slowing us down when it comes to chopping down trees. Also maybe more seeds?
As the Broker and the others dealt with the caravan I met with the Liaison Bomrek Theaterlearn. I asked for nothing. Knowing that anything I asked for import would cost us a arm and a leg.
In return he demanded we export ammunition. Seems they needed it back in the Mountainhomes. I was somewhat surprised as I was not aware of a war.
I promised him we would do our best. I wonder if wooden bolts would work? The traders would offer 189 percent the price for ammo for next year. So it was worth a try. I handed him the two letters I had completed.
The Broker reported that all our goods added up 57 credits and the only axe they had was made up of iron. Too rich for us. We could get five plump helmets. We could brew them and get spawn from them.
Everything else was just too pricey. Or something we could make. Or do without.
So I told them to trade for the mushrooms. Which he did.
The caravan seemed heppy. Not like they could carry much - they had no wagons. I think wagons needed a proper road to get to the depot. More work.
Also, after I left the depot I was told the cows gave birth to a couple of calves. And the nanny goats has also given birth to two kids. Also I noticed somebody among the migrants had brought a pet ram. The Keeper's pet it seems. I ordered it to the barn.
Then there was news that the turkey eggs and the chicken eggs had hatched. Wonderful. Soon we would need a Butcher Shop to kill the adults and allow the chicks to grow up into adults. Some could be placed in another pen with more nest boxes and we could slowly grow our flocks.
By next year, if we survive the winter, we will have plenty of meat. I hope. Outside of fish.
On the 23rd of Limestone we have a bunch of new visitors. Humans. One armed with a mace, one armed a crossbow, one armed with a spear, and a Lord Consort. Are they here to visit the tavern or ask questions? Some of the human visitors were asking about locations of this and that.
Seems these humans are asking about Friendlyblockades. Never heard of it.
And while mining for more stone we found black opal. Maybe we will have gems the next time the traders visit?
Anyway, I ordered the Kitchen to switch to making some fine meals. Now that we have more storage. Also I want the meals to be more filling. So they started making stews instead of biscuits. Mosty from the plants and nuts and such that we had just gathered. So instead of more raw mussel biscuits and rainbow trout biscuits the kitchen is now producing ginkgo seeds stew and walnut stews.
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The rain had come and the water had frozen on the 5th of Sandstone. Seems the cold came early here. I was worried at the time. The caravan needed to leave soon unless they planned to get trapped in the snow.
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And on the 9th of Sandstone, we got a visit from a Bear person. Who was attacked by the caravan guards. Oh boy.
He refilled the pen while frowning. Idiot guards. Shooting at wild life.
There is bunch of Black Bear folks outside. I didn't know if I should call everybody to arms and see if we could, at least, kill the one near the entry way. Or try to see if we could get the bridges to work and close the outpost up like a turtle. But the barn wasn't finished yet. The walls were up but the roof was still not up.
At least the one outside our outpost is wounded and could not stand. Maybe the guards will get him before he caused trouble?
He sighed, rubbed his forehead, filled up the pen, and continued his story. As he tried to ignore the pain in his left foot.
Without being told to the Woodworker, Zasit, attacked the Bear Man with a crossbow. Not that he had any bolts.
I ordered Sazir, yeah the fishing dwarf, to arm himself and become the Milita Commander of the Copper Tattoos. He was the nearest thing to a Commander.
I picked two others, Id and Dodok, to join the unit. Then out they went to join the idiot Zasit.
As they got their act together I, and the Tavern Keeper, joined the idiot. Luck was with us as the poor thing was already wounded and bleeding heavily. Though Mafol, the Tavern Keeper, did lose some teeth.
And I killed it. Poor thing. If the traders had not shot at it this may not of even happened.
While this was happening...the next wave of migrants arrived!
And my left foot had been cut open. So we needed a hospital. And quickly. So one of the empty bedrooms was made into a hospital. Named the Golden House. Dodok, the Farmer, was made the Chief Medical Dwarf. And the rest of the staff were picked at random.
Even as I ordered this I heard more reports. Dwarfs were being forced to cancel their work, outside, due to the damn Black Bear folk.
And one of them was attacking the pet ram. I had to send out the unit. You can't have the livestock being attacked.
But I ordered the Doctor out of the Copper Tattoos. Cog and Kol, both new arrivals, were recruited and the unit was sent out to save the stupid ram.
The ram was found dead. Yet the animal folk were so quick to flee I ordered the soldiers back. But they refused to break off and I had to order them all out. Though....one was already sleeping and another was just picking up their equipment. So only two, using their bare hands, went after the Bear Man.
And more migrants keep showing up during this.
Not the best first impression.
They finally beat the poor thing to death, after both were hurt themselves, and started to come back. Two dead Black Bear Folk. And a few wounded dwarfs. Including me.
He once again stopped and frowned at the letter. Was these events his fault? Had he been too...complacent?
Most colonies didn't need a military or hospital in their first year. Now they had wounded, needed to fight off wild folks, and even had no source of fresh water for the tiny hospital. And would NOT have any fresh water until the steams melted again with the coming of warmer weather.
He filled the pen and went back to writing.
Another dwarf was attacked and at this point I decided I needed to fill the Copper Tattoos with unwounded citizens to kill the Black Bear folk before they attacked more of our own people.
After selecting as many as I could, pushing the Copper Tattoos up to eight soldiers, I sent them out to kill one of the Bear folk. I would target each wild creature one at a time to give our troops the numbers. I hoped.
And another Black Bear folk was killed.
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At this time, on the 14th of Sandstone, the merchants who had started the damn thing, announced they were leaving soon. And even they were being attacked by one of the Bear folks.
They killed the Bear Folk before leaving. Seems the Bear folks were in the hills west of our barn and THAT is where the traders were heading. So their guards cleared out anything in their way they felt was dangerous.
I was told everybody was in the tavern and not doing any work. Like working on the barn or preparing for winter. They were listening to poems being told to them by visitors. So I shut it down.
I declared the tavern closed and made it into a simple dining room. Called The Dining Hall.
Now they are all in the Dining Hall waiting for somebody to bring them food and drink. So I closed the Dining Hall.
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And they still just stayed there. Complaining about having no food or drink. And as nobody was mining, giving us stone, those who WERE trying to produce something are complaining about a lack of stone.
I ordered a Still built into the Ex-Dining Hall and disbanded the Copper Tattoos. That didn't work either.
Then I realized what may be happening. Maybe they were trapped because of the Burrow order? Even though it had been cancelled?
He sighed, rubbed his eyes, and shook his head before continuing.
So I cancelled it. Even though it was no longer an order. I just cancelled it completely. I ordered that the Burrow be completely removed. It no longer existed. it was a Ex-Burrow.
Yeah, that was it. They had been trapped by a Burrow that wasn't even functioning. Once again, let me explain one more time. They had been trapped in a non-functioning Burrow.
Of course, at this point, me and the wounded had finished our little naps on the cold floor of the empty hospital and went in search of food and drink. Still wounded.
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Funny enough, no longer trapped, the citizens were able to finish working on the Hospital, moving in beds and such, and now it looked nice. Just, too little too late.
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Also I had screwed up the blueprints of the barn and they had built some walls on top instead of proper roofing.
He refilled the pen, thought for a few seconds, sighed, and added another sentence.
I am making mistakes. Yeah, the Black Bear folks isn't my fault but the rest it. I should have planned ahead for many of these issues. And I should have checked and double-checked my blueprints and all my orders.
I reassigned the Dining Hall to a tavern, called once again the Nut of Crafts. But made it only for citizens. Mafol was the Tavern Keeper again.
Also I realized I was behind my work. And was trying to decide who to make the new Book Keeper. In other words our inventory wasn't up to date I and needed to give that position to somebody else.
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Also Zasit went hunting and killed a moose. But left it out in the forest. I ordered a butcher's shop to be built next to it to make butchering it easier. But I fear the snow will come before that happens.
For it now the 1st Moonstone. While the ground was covered in leafs it still wasn't covered in snow. Not yet.
signed,
ingiz Swordtundra - Expedition Leader, Book Keeper, And Manager
1st of Moonstone, Year 150
He decided that was enough, signed it as he normally did, let it dry, folded it, and sealed it with wax. He placed it on his desk and it would wait there for the next visit of the traders.
Swordtundra slowly stood up and groaned. His left foot had healed, leaving behind a long curving scar, but was still causing him some pain.
Still, things were not as BAD as they seemed. The snow had not come yet. Which gave them time to finish the barn's roof. And the farming plots would be left fallow during the winter. They had enough food and drink for the winter. This would free folks up for other jobs.
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And he had placed a door in the entry tunnel and one of the drawbridges had been linked to a lever in the tavern. So they COULD seal the colony up during the winter if he wanted.
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They also had a Butcher's Shop and Tanner's Shop both ready to start processing the livestock when they needed to.
The Black Bear folks, all six, were dead and now the only animals outside, at least the only ones seen, was an eagle and a Kiwi hen. True, they had lost a pet Ram. But to be honest that wasn't an issue. At least all the citizens were still alive. There was now nineteen of them.
They WERE down to two bolts. But they could make bone or wooden bolts. Not as good as copper ones but still good for hunting. And in spring they could put out cage traps. And fish some more.
Mistakes and bad luck had hit the colony this season. Yet it was still standing. And now they had a hospital. And, maybe, they could work on a barracks for a small unit to drill and train.
He yawned and decided to grab some stew before going to bed.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - The Cast Part Two
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So, let us talk about the Second Migrants. The eight poor saps who showed up during the Black Bear People Attack of the Year 150. Many of them were recruited to join in the fight and, while some escaped injury, most were still traumatized either by the combat or the sight of dead animal folk.
Funny enough many of them have clean shaven heads. No doubt a cultural fashion.
Welcome to the frontier!
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The first we will talk about is Ubbul Tanglerampart. A Blacksmith by trade he also knew a little about siege engineering, cooking, and even planting. He also had some skill at basic fighting, wrestling, and...biting.
While it seems he was rescued and MAY have been part of the fighting against the Black Bear People he shows no signs of being wounded. Puzzling. Maybe he passed out?
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The next is Rakust Starttrades. She was a Gem Cutter by trade. Her only other skills was as a animal dissector and that was it. It seems she was ALSO rescued but also shows no signs of being wounded.
She was thin but seems to have become somewhat fat. Maybe the trip to the outpost had been harsh and she was, just now, recovering?
Either way with the miners finding uncut gems there was likely work in her future.
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Then there was Cog Fencedashed. A Glassmaker. You will remember that Cog WAS involved in the fighting with the Black Bear folk. But seems to have been lucky enough NOT to have been wounded.
He also knew how to make soap, was a stone carver, and had a few skills dealing with combat. So he is likely to be drafted.
Like many of the new arrivals he seems to be sleeping on the dirt as there is still a lack of bedrooms.
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Then there is Kol Whippedspirit. A Bookbinder, who like Cog, found himself in the fight against the animal folk. And bears, hehe, a wound on his left arm to prove it.
He was also a clothier, weaver, and crafter of both wood and stone. And has some skill at fighting, wrestling, and even armor use. Even with the wound he seems to be healthy and active.
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Next was the Herbalist, named Ber Gemcrested, who was also a planter and a mechanic seems unmarked and healthy. He likely had no contact with the Black Bear Folks.
Funny enough he was quick to heal and pretty tough. Which was good because he seens to get sick easily. Two lovers but no wives or husbands.
Beg, like Cog, was a dwarf of few words.
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There was the Wood Burner, named Uzol Cavewiped, who was also skilled in wood cutting, planting, and in some military skills.
He seems to have taken part in the combat with the animal people but, once again, was lucky not to have been wounded. Though he had been horrified by the sight of the dead Black Bear Folks.
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The next was the Bone Doctor named Litast Scrapedoar. She had been given the job on her arrival. In fact she seemed to be a Stone Crafter by trade with some knowledge about fish cleaning, planting, and being a carpenter.
She tried her best at being a Doctor, even bringing somebody to the hospital. But the sight of all the dead animal people seemed to have upset her.
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The last on the list was Urdim Griffonswords. She was the Surgeon. Like the Bone Doctor she had been given the job once she walked into the Outpost. She seemed to ba a Gem Cutter and Setter by trade.
And so the Outpost now had nineteen citizens.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - The Birds!
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Swordtundra sat down and used water to mix with the dimple cup powder on the ink stone. It only took a few minutes to make the ink and he then filled his pen.
He glanced at the clean sheets of paper on his desk and, after a few moments of thought, started to write.
Greetings from the outpost of the Town of Coldness.
I noticed that there were a couple of lovers among our settlers. Not married. Yet. But I have ordered a special bedroom for them to share. The two are Sazir Inkoceans and Likot Tamedconstruct. In other words our Militia Commander and our best Miner.
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They already EACH have a bedroom so, once the special bedroom is finished they can move to it and free up two bedrooms! Of course, I am not sure how much they will like sharing one large bedroom.
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The Carpenter, Thikut, finished making the outside Butcher's Shop AND started butchering the moose without even being asked. Nothing like wild meat.
At this time the fields were also fertilized. Well, some of them. We brought some potash with us but not enough for all four plots. Of course we'll have to make some more.
He refilled the pen, sighed, and continued.
On the 10th of Moonstone a tree was cut down which was too close to the barn. It put a couple of holes in the roof AND a hole in the ground that exposed one of our tunnels. We have to cover both. No dwarf nor animal was harmed.
And there seem to be giant flies outside. The animals don't like them and run down into the tunnel that links the barn to the settlement. Can't say I blame them. Once the animals were returned to the barn I locked the hatch so they would stop running away.
He shivered in horror and went on with the letter.
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Around that time the Jeweler's Workshop was finished and that, at least, gave the Gem Cutter and Setter something to do.
Also the new Book Keeper is Uzol Asrober. The Wood Burner. As there is no wood to burn he can now do inventory.
By this time all the drawbridges were linked. Once the barn is complete we planned to test them.
More chicks hatched on the 21st of Moonstone. Which was good. As we have just finished digging out the new pen! We just needed to add the nest boxes and a door.
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Now with so many birds I ordered the adult turkeys and chickens butchered. Nobody will get upset because nobody thinks of the birds as pets. In fact the adult birds were all given the name MEAT just to make sure that didn't happen. And the turkeys should give us leather on top of everything else.
Of course GETTING the chicks assigned to the new pen is another thing. Once we unlocked the first pen's door the birds decided to take a tour of the colony. Ever try herding birds?
Many of them even got outside. I wish we could make the doorways animal proof somehow...
He refilled the pen, looked up at the dirt ceiling above him, tilted his head to listen, and then continued to write.
On the 25th of Moonstone the first snow storm came. I don't think the chicks were very happy about that. Nor the animals in the barn which was still half open to the sky. And to be honest nobody was happy. Dwarfs, in general, don't like being wet and cold at the same time.
Funny enough after the snow came the birds all fled back into the settlement. Many ending up in the hospital.
I also ordered that the craftdwarfs start making wooden bolts. We'll see if they sell next year.
With the snow we also had some good news. Our first temple was finished.
He chuckled to himself and continued.
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Well, to call it a temple might be a little off. A mostly dirt room with a alter, a stone coffer, and a statue of a dwarf to be honest. Named the Unbridled Mark it is a temple to...well, nobody. Anybody can come and prey or just think about anything they want.
By the 5th of Opal the weather had cleared. Much to our joy. And we were getting close to closing off the barn. There were a few giant flies still around but most have diappeared. I assume the cold and snow has chased some of them away.
He shivered again. Flies were bad enough but giant flies. What demon had given birth to such monsters?
And some of the dwarfs had joked about shooting one down and frying it up. Yuck.
He put pen to paper again.
At this point there was some complaints about not having enough rock. We needed it for pots, cabinets, so on. We need more picks. Maybe the cut gems and ammo will give us enough credit next time to buy some proper picks and axes?
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By the 11th of Opal we had a Wood Furance and a Ashery. So we could burn wood into ash and then turn the ash into potash. We also have a Bowyer just in case we need to make some proper crossbows. I mean, we already have a lot. But I think living off the land, hunting, trapping, gathering, will help next year.
Also moved the refuse, garbage, and corpses inside. You never know when bone or such will be useful.
Around the 16th of Opal a Emu, a very strange animal wandered in too close to the settlement and Thikut went after it with a crossbow. And wooden bolts. Whatever works.
He aimmed for the legs, which isn't a bad idea, while chasing it around in the cold. The latter isn't a good idea but he seemed to kind of enjoy it. Remember, he is the one who butchered the moose.
Also I am pretty sure he was kind of drunk as he had been drinking just before the hunt. Lucky him you can't shoot yourself with your own crossbow. I think.
Of course, he ran out of ammo and retreated to get more. I wish the Hunters would not use our wooden bolts. That's for trade. If there was only a way to tell them not too....
So he went back to hunt the, already wounded, Emu. Hitting it again and again with the bolts till it could not run or even stand. Yet he still ran out of ammo and retreated. Again. This time he gave up for a period of time to do other work.
But Zasit, the Woodworker, went hunting and found the same Emu to shoot at. Of course....he ran out of ammo.
But then Thikut returned to continue the hunt. Maybe the Hunters have decided to work in pairs to tire out the prey?
Then Zasit showed up with more ammo. Two against one.
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While the two Hunters, who were not Hunters by trade, tortured this big bird the barn was finished.
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The two Hunters keep shooting the Emu full of wooden bolts. And it won't die. On the other hand I assume they are getting better at using crossbows.
I also ordered four one plot farming plots made in the barn. We have some seeds for surface so I figured....why not?
We also mined up some more uncut gems. So more wealth for next year.
And ordered some brewing. While the Book Keeper isn't very good at keeping records he did warn me we were low on booze. We also have about nine tanned hides. So I ordered some leather armour made.
I have also taken away most of his responsibilities. I hope this will allow him to focus on inventory.
Also I noticed the tavern seems neglected. No mugs in the tavern's chest or any drink in the stockpile. So told the Keep to focus on the tavern.
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On the 15th of Obsidian Thikut dragged in the body of the dead Emu. By then we also had a Loom and a Clothier's Shop.
The day after that ravens forced their way into the Fortress and caused problems. So at this point anybody with a weapon was recruited and sent to kill the damn things. Even some of the females.
The Diamond Weights were born! The two birds were murdered. Get it...nevermind, wrong type of bird.
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But the sounds outside suggested more birds. So I locked the door and ordered the drawbridges UP! Sadly the rest escaped before the bridges went up. At least the things work.
Funny enough I am not sure why the birds tried to attack us. But from the noises we can hear it sounds like they went after the Emus too.
I opened the front door because the workers needed logs. Also some of the Hunters went after the ravens. Okay...
One of the ravens got a copper axe in the face and one of the others got a wooden bolt to the gut.
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While this was happening we also had finished building a Dyer's Shop and a Leather Works. Needed it to work on the armour.
Then winter ended. Officially. And spring came. But it is still cold outside even while I finish this letter.
signed,
ingiz Swordtundra, Expedition Leader And Manger
1st of Granite, Year 151
Before he could do anything else after signing the letter he heard a shout and looked up. Dodok, the Chief Medical Dwarf, was in the process of planting seeds. And a raven had come out of nowhere to attack him!
"To Arms!" Swordtundra shouted as he charged the bird. He punched it being unarmed.
Others ran into the chamber. They kicked and punched and wrestled with it. It was outnumbered and soon a bloody mess on the floor. The female, Mebzuth, had delivered the final blow.
Say what you will about the Diagnostician but she had a mean punch. And kick. And, well, never give her a hammer.
He sighed, checked himself, to see if the damn bird had given him a cut or wound. Outside of his right arm being bruised he seemed okay. Just one more thing his folks would have to deal with.
He checked to see if his letter was okay. It was intact. He made sure it was dry, folded it, and sealed it with wax. Then placed it on the table to wait for the next caravan.
At least they had some kind of defenses. Just the door, which could be locked, was proving useful. And all had bedrooms, food, drink, and labor to keep their minds off the trouble.
Maybe he could work on the entry tunnel. Lengthen it. Add traps, a door on the other end, make it harder for animals to get through. And if they do get in they get trapped in and can't escape.
He also might wish to make a barracks. And see about making more crossbows. They had also brought some weapons. Shields too. Training might have to start in spring.
And at least the colony had lasted a year. That was better than some colonies.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - Making Friends
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Ubbul Tanglerampart, the Blacksmith, was a little nervous. He had never been CALLED to attend a meeting with the Expedition Leader. Sure, citizens scheduled a meeting with the Leader to complain or scream or cry or all three. But nobody has ever been ordered to see him.
Ubbul wondered if he was in trouble?
He was a 82 year old male dwarf. He was healthy enough. His long braided beard had some grey hairs among the reddish-brown hairs. Like many of the colonists his head was clean shaven. But his moustache was well groomed.
He had a broad chin and a narrow hooked nose. His eyes were close set while his skin was wrinkled and a pale pink. Over all he looked even older and meaner than he was.
It was the first day of spring and he was on his way to meet the Leader. For some unknown reason.
ingiz Swordtundra was at his desk in the chamber with all the underground fields and it was kind of busy. But the Leader looked up from his desk and gestured for the Blacksmith to take the empty chair next to him as if they were totally alone.
The chair belonged to the Book Keeper. Who never seemed to have the time to keep the books. So Ubbul sat down and said, "Greetings Leader. How may I be of service?"
ingiz smiled and said, "Greetings Blacksmith. You are here for many reasons. First, have this."
Ubbul blinked and found the Leader had placed a scroll in his hands. He unrolled it and found it gave him a Noble positions. He was now the Militia Captain of the Grizzly Lenses.
"When do I start training with my squad?" he asked after carefully placing the scroll inside his llama wool dress.
"You will are your own squad," the Leader with a smile. He held out another scroll.
Ubbul took it and unrolled it. He was also now the Outpost's Messenger. Of course. A Messenger had to be a Militia Captain.
"But you WILL be training," added the Leader. "During the winter. Only one month a year."
Ubbul looked confused. The Leader chuckled and continued.
"Once we have a barracks the Diamond Weights will train only during the middle months. So their hands are available to sow in the early months and reap in the late months. Of course, during winter the fields will be left alone. All other dwarfs will train in one dwarf units during the winter early or late month so as not to crowd the barracks. And make sure there are free hands for work even when we are turtled up."
"Turtled up?" asked the Ubbol.
"During winter the drawbridges will be up and the doors locked. I want winter to one our time to stay inside, work underground, mine, train, so on," answered the Leader. "And mostly have some free time."
The Leader pointed at Ubbul. "And as the new Messenger I have a job for you. Making contact with a human settlement and a elf settlement. I want more trade."
"Oh, I see," remarked Ubbul. He felt better. At least he wasn't in trouble.
"First, you're going to demand tribute from the Hamlet of Honorcook. A human settlement about a half a day away from here," added the Leader.
"Oh....I see..."
"Don't worry," said the Leader with a smile. "I doubt they'll kill you. But afterwards, once they know we are here, they may come to trade with us. Now go and make contact with them!"
Ubbul stood up and nodded. He wasn't looking forward to walking through the wild land, fighting off annoyed animals, in the cold of early spring, only to demand tribute from some humans who might respond badly.
Yet he obeyed. He armed himself and headed south.
But he ran into a raven and got into a fight with it. And killed it. Then came back to get some sleep.
Turns out another raven had flown into the colony and also got itself killed. But not before wounding the Book Keeper who had been sent to the hospital.
"HEY!" shouted the Leader on seeing Ubbul return. "Get back out there!"
But the new Messenger needed to sleep and rest after his own fight.
By the 7th of Granite he was ready, grabbed his copper axe, went out, killed another raven and then headed south. To the humans to demand tribute!
Yet he turned around and came right back to the colony. It was cold outside.
But soon he finally left and came back during a snow storm on the 10th of Granite. He had contacted the Playful Realm, the human government, without starting a war with them.
"Wonderful!" exclaimed the Leader on hearing the report. "Now go pester the elfs at...what? Okay, okay, go have a drink."
Ubbul had been snowed on and was thirsty and he was covered in raven blood. He wasn't going on another mission without a drink in him.
So he grabbed a rhyolite mug, went stright to one of the barrels in the storage chamber and drank some dwarven wine.
Then he went to the Temple to pray to Ngotol the Ashen Oblivion.
After a few days resting and working around the outpost the Leader grabbed him and said, "Enough. You have recovered enough to be sent on another mission. You will go to the Retreat of Dellplait and demand a tribute from the elfs. They are at least a day away."
And so on the 20th of Granite he went. Wearing his emu leather armor and his new mussel shell helm. But without his axe.
He returned on the 21st with good news. He had contacted the elfs and their government the Flaxen Shell and they were at peace with the dwarfs. The Leader was very pleased. Not only would they get more trade BUT the humans and elfs would bring guards who would kill any crazy animals who got too close.
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On top of that, while Ubbul had been carrying out his missions the citizens had been working on the underground water system that would bring fresh water to a holding tank that would feed a well. And also they had been working on a barracks. And killing the ravens. It was said there was only one wounded one left. Just flying above the trees.
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Also Thikut had been chasing down and shooting at another poor cow moose.
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Also the herds had grown. Not only had the birds given birth to many offspring. So had the pigs, the goats, and the cows.
The Leader had been getting annoyed at a Book Keeper who could not keep the books so he gave the title to Lor, the Stone Carver, who he felt was a little more on the ball. And she couldn't do worse than him. In fact by 28th of Granite the inventory WOULD be updated. At least there were no more question marks in the lists. Sadly for the ex-Book Keeper he was told about being replaced while still in the hospital.
Being back inside the warm colony made Ubbul very happy, for it was still cold outside, white snow still covered most of the ground, and the river was still frozen. First thing he did was grab some hen egg stew to fill his stomach. He ate it in the tavern like a civilized dwarf. He ate it with a smile on his face even while some of the stew got into his beard.
As early spring ended and mid spring came Ubbul felt much better. He even went back to helping around the outpost. He started the month of Slate by milking one of the nanny goats.
Outside it was still cold and frozen. The calendar may say it was spring but the weather said otherwise.
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Author's Note:
In the year 151 I plan to write about one dwarf per month. So 12 small chapters. So we'll get different views. I hope.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - Death Comes With Spring
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Mafol Sculpturetools was the Tavern Keeper. He had come to the newly founded colony with his wife as a Stonecutter in the First Migrant Wave in the Autumn of Year 150. He had brought with himself many skills. None of them really helped him run a tavern.
He HAD some social skills and knew a few poems. He could even play drums or a wind instrument. But it didn't help him much. As there was nothing to play and nobody was delivering the food and drink to the stockpile in the Nut of Crafts.
It was the 2nd of Slate and at the moment he was making a wooden barrel. Hopefully somebody would fill it with booze.
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To be FAIR, the Output had a LOT of booze. But much of it was in the main storage area. Right now the only drinks in the tavern was ONE barrel with some spelt beer in it. The tavern also had a empty barrel and a barrel with biscuits in it. A couple of rainbow trout buscuits, walnut buscuits, turkey meat biscuits, and so forth.
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Once again there was plenty of food. Just it was still in the storage areas.
After finishing the barrel he went to make some cheese. Not like he was needed at the tavern. Outside visitors were no longer allowed access to it and the dwarfs who lived in the outpost could serve themselves.
At least working made him feel good and useful.
By the 5th of Slate he was looming some thread into cloth. He was a dwarf of many skills. That was going to waste as a Tavern Keeper whose Tavern had no customers.
A few days later he was dying some cloth. He was either happy to help or just did so because he was bored. He had heard that the hunters were now chasing a emu. The cow moose must have escaped.
After that he made a few rock mechanisms. If only they would open the tavern to everybody. They would get visitors for him to serve and chat with and learn songs from.
Even HE, when he needed a drink, went to the massive storage room to dip a mug into one of the barrels.
By the 19th of Slate he was helping smooth out the underground water channels they were preparing for the water tank.
Outside, on the 20th of Slate, it became warm enough for the snow to melt.
Near the end of the month of Slate Mafol started to place the weapon racks and armor stands into the future barracks.
Even while he worked away he was somewhat worried about the ex-Book Keeper. Uzol was dehydrated and starving. The snow had melted but by the 27th of Slate the river was still frozen. A dwarf might die in the outpost because he had no water to drink.
If only he could hold out just a little longer!
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Then on the 28th there was a crackling sound. A smashing sound. A low thunder. The ice! The ice was breaking up. Water! WATER!
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It was too late. Uzol died even while the Gem Cutter, Rakust, was bringing him water.
Luckily the coffin had already been made and a area in the mines had been selected for it. And a slab was already ready to be made into a memorial tombstone.
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Late spring came with the melting of the fresh water. And at least three dwarfs went to start fishing in the river. So even as one dwarf died life moved on.
The Leader also announced that the Nut of Crafts was now open to all visitors with the coming of true spring. And Mafol was pleased.
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It was too late. Uzol died even while the Gem Cutter, Rakust, was bringing him water.
ah, small moments of tragedy like this are why I play Dwarf Fortress. . thanks for sharing these detailed accounts
this looks an embark that really displays all seasons, from summer to freezing winter, which is very nice indeed!
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It was too late. Uzol died even while the Gem Cutter, Rakust, was bringing him water.
ah, small moments of tragedy like this are why I play Dwarf Fortress. . thanks for sharing these detailed accounts
this looks an embark that really displays all seasons, from summer to freezing winter, which is very nice indeed!
Yes. And those little moments, the tiny tragedies, disappear in a large Fortress. And yeah, I wanted seasons. Normally I pick a warm climate for year round fruit and food and fresh water. But I wanted to try something a little harder.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - The Bounty of Spring
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Lor Diamondtools, the NEW Book Keeper, started out in late spring with some brewing. Fruit was now available, with the coming of true spring, and she was eager to turn it into booze.
While the passing of the old Book Keeper was a sad piece of news there was some good news from it. The Hospital was now almost finished. It had three beds, a table, a chest, and would soon have a Traction Bench.
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And a Soap Maker's Workshop had been built and produced plenty of emu soap!
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The tavern, now open to the public, was already drawing visitors also. In fact three humans had come, some asking for information about Glovedgood, but all were enjoying themselves in the tavern. One was singing while the others acted as a...well..band in a way.
When not working on the books she brewed, made wooden bolts, prepared raw fish, and pressed dimple cups for dye.
There was a announced of a raven attack but it seemed to be from the lone suvivor. And a heavily wounded raven at that. Pretty harmless on its own.
Then summer came. And while she had been busy a lot HAD been done in the background.
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The barracks had been worked on and was close to being finished.
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A second pen had been dug out for the birds and both pens had four nest boxes, two female chickens, two female tuckeys, and two males of each type. And the pigs had also been locked in for good measure. They would wander so.
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The front 'door' had two doors, some traps, and three drawbridges.
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The well, with the underground water tank and 'pipes', was alsmost finished. And the tavern was looking like a tavern.
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Outside all the birds that is. They were free roaming future meals as only the ones in the pens would be egg layers. The rest would be food. And in the case of the turkeys - leather.
There was also a lot of fresh fish and mussels now being brought in from the river.
And soon there would be caravans. Trade goods would be exchanged and maybe some more migrants would come? There was still some slots open for new citizens.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - The Humans Have Come
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With the coming of early summer of the Year 151, Rakust Starttrades the Gem Cutter, had joined a few other citizens in fishing in the Fishing Zone. A part of the river close to the barn and the entry way to the Town of Coldness.
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Her head was clean shaven, as was the style at the time, and on it she wore a Rhyolite crown. The folks of the outpost were starting to collect items of value, to wear or keep, as the artists started to make crafts.
It wasn't very valuable but it was nice to own something of her own.
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Like her bedroom. A small room, with a smoothed floor, a bed, a chest, and a cabinet. Nothing too wild. But it was her's. And soon she would have stuff and outfits to store in it.
And it was right next to the Jeweler'a Workshop. Where she worked when there was uncut gems to work on.
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On the 11th of Hematite, while eating a prepared emu kidney roast in the Nut of Crafts, she was told that a human caravan from Beruoman had been spotted. Time to trade!
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The Leader decided to send a table cut black opal, a square brilliant cut black opal, and a trillion cut black opal to the Trade Depot. Their combined valued would be more than 3000 credits.
It was assumed that should be enough to buy up anything the colony REALLY needed.
The Broker, Id, was requested to come to the Depot.
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She would learn later on that the idiot Bone Doctor, Litast, in placing the grate in the 'pipes' had trapped herself and would have to pull the grate out again. This was the second dwarf to trap themself on the wrong end of the grate.
But she went back to fishing. They only needed to carry THREE items to the Depot. Most of the citizens just keep doing their jobs.
The Broker traded the opals for copper pick, a barrel of carrot wine, a silver maul, a bag of spinach seeds, a bin full of wool cloth, 25 bronze bolts, five fisher berries, five potato plants, ten strawberries, ten raspberries, five bilberries, five blackberries, five grapes, ten water buffalo cheese rounds, and a gneiss-bound codex.
That left the Trader 1010 credits of profit. Which the human merchant, named Ozi Frameloaves, seemed very happy with. Though, earlier, he had seemed a tad uneasy at all the black bear people bones.
Also Zasit, and some of those skilled at Hunting, had been picking on the emus again. And had killed one and brought it back to the outpost. More meat and soap.
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After some more fishing Rakust grabbed a rhyolite mug and tried out the newly imported carrot wine. Seemed nice.
Than mid summer came. And not much had happened. At least nothing bad.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - Training
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Likot Tamedconstruct, Miner and Former Surgeon, and girlfriend to Sazir Inkoceans was digging at the start of the mid summer month of Malachite.
She was working along side Kol Whippedspirit making a large chamber which was going to be the future library. At least that was the rumor.
Also the Barracks had been finished and it was decided that about five of the members of the Diamond Weights would train in Slate, Malachite, and Sandstone. That way they could help sow in the early months and reap in the late months. And in winter at least five would train during the middle month. This would leave early winter and late winter for the other squads. Such as the Grizzly Lenses, the Messenger Ubbul, to train in the month of Moonstone.
It seemed that outside of the Diamond Weight everyone else would be assigned one month in winter. More to just keep them from becoming TOO rusty and make them feel good.
The humans announced they were getting ready to leave and it was noticed that no migrants had come. As there were 18 citizens, and only room for 2 more, this wasn't a surprise.
Being a member of the Diamond Weights Likot picked up some gear. A copper shield, a flask full of rum, a bone helm, bone gauntlets, bone leggings, a turkey leather armour, and a copper war hammer. After eating of course.
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By the time she entered the barracks she found her boyfriend Sazir, the Militia Commander, and Unib Oiledsiege already there and carrying out drills.
Soon they were joined by Thikut Armorstances, who had no gear at all. Weird.
Funny enough, though there was only meant to be about 5 or so training more than 5 showed up. Somehow the Leader's orders had been misunderstood.
9 more squads were made. One dwarf squads. Each assigned to train during the early winter season or the late winter season.
Then late summer came. By the 1st of Galena little had been done around the outpost because the Diamond Weights had ALL been training. Even with orders that not all WERE to train.
Because of this a lot of food went bad. And the two walls needed to finish the water project have not been built yet.
The Leader wasn't mad. He was just disappointed.
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Author's Note:
Wow. The old military UI was so much better. So the Train button is NOT to be touched. I have to go straight to Schedule and do all the work there. No touch AXE button. AXE Button bad. AXE overrides Schedule or something. I don't know.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - It Smells!
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Zasit Versegems, Woodworker, member of the Diamond Weights, and killer of Black Bear Folks and harmless cow mooses, was planting seeds now that he had finished his training.
It was the month of Galena, late summer, and things were looking up. Kind of.
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As of the 2nd of Galena there were 425 units of food, 772 units of drink, 251 seeds, 34 units of uncooked meat, 34 uncooked fish, 115 plants that had not been processed, cooked, or brewed. And...others?
As he went about his business planting seeds, moving items around, and, of course, working with wood he heard a rumor.
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Seems a human bard, by the name of Em Bowlpulley, had asked to become a resident to entertain the citizens and visitors at the Nut of Crafts. And the request had been approved.
Which kind of weird because it didn't look like he had any skills. On the other hand he seemed to know a few songs, poetry, and so on. So maybe it was a good idea?
He was even given the dead ex-Book Keeper's room.
Zasit, to be honest, wasn't happy. Many of his needs, such as to socialize, be creative, get stuff, and be with family, were not being met. And much of the work wasn't being done. Food spoiled, dead bodies, such as the ravens, were just left on the floor for all to see. People were becoming upset.
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Also the dead dwarf was still in the hospital. Luckily, his memorial slab had been set up next to the empty coffin so there was no grumpy ghost groaning around the outpost.
And the well was STILL not finished. The Leader really wanted it finished before the river froze again. Dwarfs were cleaning themselves at a pond on one of the mountains. They were not even using the nearby river. They climbing the damn mountains. So much time wasted.
So when Autumn came on the 1st of Limestone and the dead dwarf was still in the hospital, and the well was still dry, and miasma was all over the place the Leader realized he might have to cut down the work orders a TAD. It is said he just crossed out lot of jobs that were just not needed at the time. Maybe that would help?
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - Autumn Comes
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Dodok Diamondburied, Chief Medical Dwarf, Former Farmer and member of the Diamond of Sculpture, was harvesting plants. In this case prickle berries from one of the farm plots in the barn.
In the far distence he had heard a wolf. Which was kind of funny as there had been no sightings of wolves. Eh.
After placing the berry in storage he went to festilize the field where they would be planting dimple cups. He was using some potash they had been making at the Ashery.
He heard a rumor that ANOTHER human had turned in a petition. Rakfil Catcrested, a Poet, was asking to become a resident. She, the human, was welcomed. Which meant the populace numbed 20.
He kept working on the fields. Add potash, plant a spawn, add potash, plant a seed.
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By the 8th of Limestone the tavern was VERY busy. Very, very, busy. And many wished to stay in the outpost. But their petitions were turned down. Again and again.
On the 15th of Limestone the dwarven caravan from Tabariton had been spotted. Along with the Liaison Bomrek Stinthadturel. Trade. Trade! TRADE!
So many of bolts, the wooden ones anyway, were ordered to the Depot. Along with three cut gems.
As the citizens moved goods to the Depot and reported the birth of more livestock the Leader met with Bomrek. Seems the homelands wanted amulets. As the artists could make amulets from wood, stone, or even bone that would not be a problem.
At the Depot the Broker had 3275 credits to work with. He bought up a silver battle axe, a bin of cloth, 30 plump helmets, 5 strawberries, 10 tomatoes, 5 squashes, 5 muskmelons, 5 eggplants, 5 pineapples...whatever those were, 5 passion fruits, 5 raspberries, a crutch, and a copper stepladder.
Giving the Merchant about 1745 credits in profit. Not bad. He was very pleased.
While this was happening Dodok was enjoying a mug of prickle berry wine.
Sadly, food was going bad again. A whole bunch of cheese rounds had gone rotten.
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On the 23rd of Limestone Dodok was in the tree gathering apricots while in a tree in the Gathering Zone. Yes, his people loved the bright sun as they climbed from branch to branch...oh wait. No, that's the human apes.
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And it seemed somebody had moved Uzol to his coffin.
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And as for the well...somebody had finished the walls and dug the channel needed to allow the water in. So the water started to pour in right when mid autumn arrived. And the source of the water froze.
The Leader was not pleased. But if some of the water got to the well...
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - The Mystery
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Swordtundra was pondering the mysteries of what the visitors were asking about. Artifacts? Cities? People?
The Expedition Leader didn't look much different from when he had arrived in the Spring of the Year 150. He now had a cool wound to show off. And also he now wore military gear and carried a copper crossbow. Just in case.
In addition to his old cave spider silk dress he also wore a pig tail cloak. It could get damn cold in this region of the world.
Anyway, today on the 1st of Sandstone, he was on a mission. To try to figure out what the heck the visitors were looking for.
He took some time to visit the tavern and listen in. And took notes.
Most visitors were here to drink and sing and relax. Others had goals.
For example a human Pikeman, named Kamca Sectknit, was looking for the location of Meetingloved the Right of Clenching.
As was a human Crossbowman named Ak Heavensmaroon. And a human Spearman.
Was it a artifact? Sounded like a artifact. Weird name though. But should be easy to find within his small collection of scrolls, books, and paperwork.
He went to his bedroom and opened his chest. He started to search for the name.
And he found it. In the Year of 32 the Meetingloved the Right of Clenching was a legendary bronze crossbow. Also known as Laraval Kirar Egast.
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It had been created in Cutblockade by a dwarf named ushrir Bridgethrone, a Bowyer, who had become possessed. As you do. Of course he claimed it as a family heirloom.
In the Year 103, while defending Pillarclouted during the Crazed Assaults, he was killed and his crossbow taken away from him by a elf named Alala Velvetymauve. Who was also the enemy who killed him and also ate his dead body.
"Ewww," muttered Swordtundra before continuing his research.
Seems the elf claimed it as a family heirloom.
The elf fought in a few wars, broke a few hearts, and even wrote a few books. It seemed he was alive and well living in a place called Passequals as a Poet. A old forest retreat he had settled in during the Year 144.
He had never married, had no kids, and only one kill to his name. ushrir.
As the Leader placed the books and scrolls back into the chest and closed it he wondered WHY the humans were all coming to the Town of Coldness to ask about a artifact which was now in a elf settlement? Did they do NO research? Did they have no clues from their own legends and lore and libraries? Humans HAD libraries, right?
And why were they trying to find a dwarf crossbow? Surely they preferred long bows? Was there a reward for it or something?
So the mystery was...kind of solved?
He shrugged and left his bedroom. Back to work. Hmmm...but maybe something to drink first? Researching made one's throat dry!
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - Giant Black Bear
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Thikut Armorstances, was a Carpenter and a member of the Diamond Weights. He had been a former Woodworker before he had changed careers. And he had killed one male emu and two ravens.
For a dwarf he was on the thin side.
At the moment, at the beginning of mid autumn, he was working on a rock mug.
He enjoyed work. It was the only thing he enjoyed at the moment. He had not acquired anything for a long time and was lonely from being away from family. Then there was the miasma. Yuck. And the dead ravens.
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With the coming of the middle month some of the Diamond Weights were drilling.
He was a member also but by the 7th of Sandstone he was outside gathering plants. The water was frozen but the snows had not come yet. So there was still plants and fruits to grab up.
By the 12th of Sandstone the merchants and their guards were leaving. The Leader decided to leave the front doors open. To allow visitors to come and go. But they be locked if there were any more attacks. Animal or otherwise.
On the 14th Thikut was in the barn planting seeds. Grape seeds. He was looking forward to seeing if the outpost could brew up good wine.
The Leader announced that another workshop, a Stoneworker's Workshop, was going to be placed in the mines. Close to the source of stone. Which made sense.
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As he was working Thikut heard a lot of noise from the tavern. Seems he was missing a lot of fun.
Then there was an alarm from outside. Seems the Traders had run into a...giant black bear. The Leader ordered the tavern closed to visitors. The doors would be closed for the rest of autumn and all of winter.
It worked kind of. Some visitors left. Some visitors stayed in the tavern. At least the citizens were inside.
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And one of the agitated giant black bears had been trapped by one of the cages in the entry tunnel. Seems it fell into the trap after being hit by one of the stone traps. Once properly trained it could be butchered.
Cog Fencedashed was given the job of taming it. He used prickle berries. The bear seemed to like them.
As this was happening Thikut helped with the harvest. But also took some time off to enjoy some dwarven wine. Made by the local brewers. What more could you ask for?
On the 22nd of Sandstone the Leader unlocked the outer door and watched as the visitors, and the outpost Liaison, all poured out of the outpost. Before locking it up again.
The only problem with closing up the outpost like this was all the items and trade good still in the Depot. It seems some items had been dropped by the Traders. Had they fled because of the black bear? There was the raven being a pest. And now a eagle had joined the raven in the attacks.
The Leader decided to open the out door, again, as there seemed to be few wild animals outside. The birds could be annoying but not really that dangerous. So the citizens could get access to the Depot.
But there was a rumor that the Leader was working on the blueprints of a new UNDERGROUND Trade Depot. So they could close it off to the outside world and get access to it from within.
And there was more reports of food going bad. Maybe they were making TOO much food? A interesting thought.
On the 1st of Timber late autumn came and the giant black bear was killed after being tamed just enough to be taken to its death.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - Autumn Ends
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Mebzuth Holdroof, was the outpost's Diagnostician, and a member of the Diamond Weights. She had been a Former Mason and one of the original seven.
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And at the moment, in late autumn, she was hauling a rock to the stockpile. She was feeling great as she was drunk and was happy after learning more about fighting during the mid autumn's training.
She had also watched a performance, talked to a friend about their problems, and had some good memories.
She spent a lot of her time hauling stuff and making rock tables and rock chairs and so on. She was still a Mason at heart.
Others were working on thrones, doors, mugs, and clothing. Socks mostly. And of course future trade goods. Wooden amulets, rock amulets, and bone amulets. All the amulets.
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Then she was ordered to make some more rock mechanisms for the drawbridges to protect the underground Depot.
There were some new visitors. Even with the tavern closed off to visitors. Seems the new library had become a center of interest to the outside world. Even though the one book the outpost had wasn't in it yet. They hadn't put in the bookcases yet.
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The old Depot had been pulled apart. And now looked like a pile of junk. Some of those items did NOT belong to the outpost. As the Traders left some stuff when the animals started to act up again. Looked like they left behind a lot of cheese.
Would they blame the outpost? They always blamed the site governments when things went wrong. Animal attack? Blame the site government. Undead? Blame the site government. Titans? Forgotten Beasts? Invading armies? Werebison? Blame the site government!
After a nice sleep Mebzuth started working on making the potash from ash. The fields would be allowed to rest during the winter season. But the potash helped prepare them for spring.
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By the end of autumn the Depot was almost done. One bridge was finished and closed at least.
As winter came a bunch of one-dwarf squads were sent to the Barracks to drill. The Chief Medival Dwarf, the Expedition Leader, Kol, and Ubbul all went to combat training. This would help them gain some experience, gain a little happiness, and maybe help them survive future conflicts. Also maybe burn off some of that fat many of the citizens were collecting. Good food and lots of booze did that to a dwarf.
As she went to fertilize the fields Mebzuth pondered what would happen during the winter season.
When would the snow come? Would the Leader close off the outpost completely? What animals would try to kill them now? Would the elfs come to trade next year? Would they be jerks?
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Author's Note:
Somebody put the carrot wine in the finished goods stockpile next to the Mechanic's Workshop. Why...?
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - Winter Comes Again
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Sazir Ikoceans, Militia Commander of the Diamond Weights, Former Peasant and Fisherdwarf, and boyfriend of Likot, was carrying a Rhyolite door which needed to be installed.
At the moment he was not happy. He was lonely and upset about not being able to pray to Alron.
He installed a few doors to keep himself busy. Seems they had a lot of doors and they planned to use them.
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The folks in the barracks had been joined by Urdim Griffonswords. He was his own unit, named the Granite Clods, and he was practicing with his crossbow with a mixture of wooden and copper bolts.
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Due to how the target range had been set up some bolts would NOT break and could be safety retrieved one floor below. Though a wooden floor under the holes would more likely make sure the bolts did not break. Looks like somebody had already shot a bunch of bronze bolts.
Also there was a danger of a passing dwarf getting a bolt to the head. Oh well. Practice for the hospital staff.
Funny enough it looks like the humans left a bunch of arrows on the surface. Some were copper and many were silver. The Leader ordered them to be melted down. Once a Smelter was made, of course.
They also left some....wooden arrows. Or had those been the elf visitors? Interesting.
On the 7th of Moonstone Ber announced he was no longer a Herbalist but now a simple Farmer. Seemed like a step down to Sazir. But he kept that opinion to himself.
Also the Leader ordered that meals stop being made until the storage for them could catch up. Brewing, of course, continued.
And wolves had been spotted in the woods. Not a good sign. So far they were not acting weird. No attacks from them yet. On the other hand the eagle had been trapped! HAHA!
It would be trained and, of course, eaten.
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Sazir took a break to enjoy some radish wine out of a rhyolite mug. It was...interesting. He decided he liked it. The best part was their booze supply had now a LOT of choices between the traditional plants and the above ground plants. If only the food could be cooked and stored before it went bad.
After that he made some rock mugs. Too bad they couldn't put some kind of design on it. Or a mark to show where the mugs had been made.
Then he went and yelled at the Leader. It made him feel good. The Leader likely wasn't too happy about it. But who cared? The Leader was there to get yelled at.
He started melting the silver arrows. A Smelter had been built as had a Metalsmith. The silver arrows would be turned into bars and then, maybe, made into silver hammers. Though it would take a lot of silver arrows to make one bar. Did they even have enough to make a bar?
Mid winter came. As the Diamond Weights picked up their gear and prepared to start training, at least some of them, Thikut announced he was now a Elite Marksdwarf. The early winter's squads stopped their training and left the barracks for the pros to take over.
At least the dead ravens had been all cleaned up. Too bad about the miasma. And all the freaking birds running around. The future meals were crowding the place. Maybe some could become pets? Too bad there were no such things as war turkeys. They seemed big enough. And mean enough. They had taken most of the nests in the pens. The meanies. Out of the eight nests only one had been claimed by a chicken hen.
No snow yet.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - Lore Of The First Brewing Masters
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The old dwarf sat at the front of the room. He held a ladle in his hands as he examined the young students sitting in front of him. They all wore the aprons of the school. He could smell the scent of the mash. He looked at the water clock. It was fed by a tiny stream of water that came from one of the pipes in the settlement.
Time to start the lecture.
"It is said the first brewers were likely humans. As their site governments were ruled from Mead Halls. Later they started to build proper taverns," said the white haired Master Brewer to the class.
"But while they may have been the first to turn mash into beer it was likely they had help from the cooks," he added with a knowing nod. "For it was the bakers who likely, accidently, found yeast that could make bread could also make wonderful brews."
"Glory to the Saccharomyces cerevisias!" replied the class in the acient tongue of the First Brewing Masters.
The old dwarf nodded. "And some dwarf among the Faithful Hall, of course, was able to steal some of the human's sacred wort. Without it there would be no brew and no civilization."
"Glory to the Sacred Wort!" the class said with a certain amount of respect. The one who had brought the Fathful Hall the wort was seen as a unknown Hero.
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"It took time to understand how to feed the wort, to creat the proper fussion of herbs and grain to make the melt, to create the mash, and to bring about fermentation," he mumbled as he gestured with his ladle.
"Glory to the first batch!" the class said with joy. Everybody remembered the first batch they helped brew along side the teachers.
"There was much trial and error. The first open tubs allowed in evil yeast. Only one in three batches would be drinkable," he added, sounding almost sad, as if the memory of such failures was still living inside his mind.
"They tried to seal the tanks. But sealed tanks could, and would, explode," he continued. "Until the airlock was invented. And success was increased."
"Great is the airlock!" the class whispered in awe. The airlock, which used water to keep germs out and let pressure out was a thing of legend. Nobody even knew who had invented it.
The old man glanced at the small water clock and gestured with his ladle. "All right you lot, get to your next class. Tomorrow we talk about how the Faithful Hall found out about hops. Go, shoo! You have baking next. And make sure to wash up afterwards. There've been complaints about flour in the library."
The students happily jumped up and went off to their next class as the old dwarf stood up and cracked his back.
He understood their happiness. In baking you could eat your projects. Even a messed up loaf of bread or a badly made cake could still fill the stomach.
He had a few minutes before the next class started. Maybe a quick drink? Maybe the teacher's room had a open keg?
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - Be Careful What You Wish For...
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Id Sunsworked, Broker, was going to attend a meeting with the Leader. Mostly, like others, to complain or sob.
So, of course, he cried while whining at ingiz Swordtundra.
"...and our populace is growing too slowly," he exclaimed right in the Leader's face. "We'll never have elections. We need a Mayor who can be replaced when needed. We need to change leadership so we can have different views and new blood in charge!"
"You are so right," said Swordtundra. "You have just been promoted. You are now the Manager and Expedition Leader. I'm the Broker now. Here's your desk. Good luck!"
Swordtundra smacked Id on the back and walked away.
Id blinked. Well...now there was a change in leadership. And he had a office.
Problem was he was part of the Diamond Weights. And it was mid winter. Time to train. So he wrote off a few quick orders before going to pick up his equipment.
Things would go faster if people stopped crying on him. They kept stopping him or calling him back to his office. Well, table next to the farming plots.
Around this time the semi-wild eagle had been butchered.
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Which was amazing timing as ANOTHER eagle flew into the entry way, got smashed by a rock trap, and ended up in one of the cage traps.
But soon a group of wild pigs, a mixture of boars and sows, also charged into the entry way. The fools. They set off the traps.
So the dwarfs locked the doors and started to pull the lever, again and again, that was linked to the bridges.
As some of the wild boars screamed in horror as they were batted about by the drawbridges a snow storm came on the 10th of Opal.
The inner door was unlocked and the Diamond Weights were sent in to kill whatever was left.
With one wild pig dead and another having been chased into one of the cages the soldiers were called off. There were still some wild pigs running about outside. But they were not agitated like the raven. They were just wild animals who were now scared of the armed soldiers.
And the second eagle was butchered.
Id went back to training, after getting some sleep, and tried to keep his mind on the future. He was now the Leader. And now he would have to write the reports to....what was his face? King Fikod Urmimoddom?
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Also he found that people wanted to meet him even while he was sleeping or training or eating. They would come right into his bedroom! No respect!
At least the snow storm stopped after a week. Of course anybody who went outside complained about the snow. But it looked like the wild pigs were keeping away from the populace at this point.
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A few days later the new temple to Alron, the Silvery Church, was finished. Alron was the Deity of Mountains and many among the populace were worshippers of Alron. Alron's form was, most often, a female mountain goat.
Like the Unbridled Mark, the first temple made, the second one wasn't much to look at. It didn't even have a statue yet!
On the 22nd one of the wild sows entered the tunnel of traps and bridges. Again. Of course the lever was pulled!
The drawbridges lifted and she was on tossed right THROUGH the earth to the outside! Ghost pig! GHOST PIG!!!!
When not being cried on or yelled at Id was able to train some of the soldiers. And enjoyed it.
Then late winter came, training ended, and he was able to focus on being just the Leader. Oh goodie.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - The Cast Part Three
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The citizens were not the only folk living in the Town of Coldness. While there was visitors to the tavern, when it was open to the public, and a few scholars visiting the library, which had no books as of yet, there were also some humans staying in the outpost.
There were the two ground apes, also known as humans, who had been granted residency and had even been given bedrooms.
First was the Human Bard Em Bowelpulley. He had been given residency in the Summer of the Year 151. Seemed to be content if not outright happy.
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He had a spouse, two lovers, and two children. Though the spouse COULD be one of the lovers. Nobody had really asked. He was somewhat thin, had a tall head, and had greasy hair.
While he had a large family none of them were in the outpost and he had only a few passing acquaintances among the citizens.
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Also, he had a copper don. A mid-sized straight metal horn.
Then there was the Human Poet Rakfil Catcrested. A female human. Though it was sometimes hard to tell with the ground apes.
She had been given residency in the Autumn of the Year 151.
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It was said she had two lovers. But neither of them was at the outpost at the time. And while having a large family she had only made a passing acquaintance with one of the citizens.
Unlike the other human she seemed pleased with her life. Her long golden yellow hair wasn't greasy but outside of that she looked like any other human.
So only two ground apes lived, so far, in the settlement. But who knew who be added to the outpost in the next few years? More ground apes? The pointy eared tree dwellera? The green pit dwellers? Or maybe more proper brew loving dwarves?
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - Statues And Sand Pears
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Ber Gemcrested, Farmer and member of the Diamond Weights, who had been a Former Herbalist, was just getting out of training with most of the squad.
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While putting some items away he was surprised to hear that the new visitor, a Dingo Man named Ugo Nationscrescents, had come to visit the outpost. A Scholar who had come to...well, nobody knew why he was here. But maybe he was here for the library?
Then one of the wild pigs, a sow, got into the settlement's entry and got hit by one of the stone traps.
Both doors were locked and the bridges were activated.
When the bridges were allowed to open again and the doors unlocked nobody could find any remains of the sow. It has been totally destroyed.
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While a Farmer there was demand for rock from some of the Workshops. So Ber picked up a copper pick and went to digging.
Another wild pig got into the entry, got hit by a rock trap, and ended up in a cage trap. Training the neat meal time!
Also it turned out the Dingo Man had come to study in the Crystalline Home. Which made no sense until somebody pointed out to Ber that Crystalline Home was the name of the library. With no books.
Funny, the new statue ordered for the new temple didn't look anything like Alron. It looked like a elf. A elf named Dipane Pickdawn. An author. So the Leader, well the NEW Leader Id ordered a new statue made. Of Alron. Again.
And the elf statue was ordered to be placed in the library. It was a statue of an writer after all.
After all the mining Ber had some radish wine. Seemed a popular drink. Maybe because it was a new choice?
By the 20th of Obsidian was back to work. This time he was mashing plants and turning them into slurry.
After that he put away the slurry and went outside to gather more plants for turning into slurry.
Then he decided to get a few sand pears to brew.
As he brewed sand pears into perry another statue was produced. Another elf author. The Leader was starting to get pissed. Though the new artwork was also ordered to be placed in the library.
This time Id wrote down what he wanted and gave the order to the dwarves. "Make THIS. Of Alron. Nothing else."
Ber knew nothing of this as he brewed brew.
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By the 28th of Obsidian a proper statue had finally been made for the temple of Alron.
Then, with the 1st of Granite, came early spring. All training had stopped as the dwarves quickly went to put their military gear away and many went to pick up the seeds. Sowing had come.
But the water was still frozen and the snow was still on the ground. Spring may have come according to the clock. But winter still sat on the lands.
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Sorry folks. Next chapter may take some time as the Adventure Update seemed to have messed up my game. As a Third Wave of Migrants, a LARGE wave, are now pouring into the map. I think the update set the game file back to default. So my small town is already a Hamlet and I am still counting the incoming populace.
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Dang sorry to hear that the update gave you trouble.
I wasn't aware that the adventure updated had been released, all the stuff I'm seeing says the newest update is 50.12 still.
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Dang sorry to hear that the update gave you trouble.
I wasn't aware that the adventure updated had been released, all the stuff I'm seeing says the newest update is 50.12 still.
Whatever the update was it messed it up.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - Migrants
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Unib Oiledsiege, Woodcutter and member of the Diamond Weights, was, at the moment, helping install the doors. For some reason she was wearing a gabbro crown and a rhyolite crown. And she was wearing a NEW wild boar leather robe over her pig tail dress.
Early spring had come. But outside the water was frozen and snow was still on the ground. The calendar said it was spring but the weather said otherwise.
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The door she had installed was one of the new offices that had been dug out. The Leader, and the Book Keeper, were getting sick of working among the crowds, noise, and smells of the first floor chamber.
After installing the doors she went to brew some sand pears. She was...displeased. She was missing friends, family, praying. And also her two lovers were not in the outpost.
And she wanted to acquire more items. Not doubt why she was wearing two crowns.
She then decided to have a hen egg roast. Which was made up of finely minced cow cheese, will-minced pig cheese, finely minced pig cheese, and minced hen egg. So more like a two-cheese omelett.
She took it to the tavern. And while eating her meal, which was a fine dish, she felt satisfied discussing her problems with a acquaintance. In fact that acquaintance was Rakfil Catcrested the Human Poet who had been drinking there while enjoying a good argument. But not too happy about the worms.
Hey, that's what you get when you let turkeys into the Nut of Crafts.
Unib went to wash down the dish with a mug of Blackberry wine. Which got her drunk. Also she liked it for being a pretty decent drink.
At least the room and board wasn't bad in this outpost.
On the 7th of Granite she went to see the Leader. Where she cried. She wasn't the only citizen who was displeased. More than half of them were displeased.
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Then, on the 9th of Granite, the elven caravan from Quithecaraca had been spotted. Well, two elves and two pack animals.
The Leader ordered the inner door of the Depot opened and FOUR cut gems taken to it. Surely the elven traders would have no issues with gems? Right?
After the elven traders unloaded their wares the Broker, ingiz Swordtundra, traded them for two barrels, a grown hemp cloak, a rami robe, ten apricots, ten apples, ten pears, ten peaches, ten plums, and ten bayberries. Giving the elven traders about 2736 credits in profit.
There wasn't really anything else the Broker saw of worth. They didn't even have any books.
Funny. The traders' pack animals had been a Yak cow and a male unicorn.
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While this was happening Unib had been in the Unbridled Mark meditating on Thralldom. Why she was thinking of slavery was unkown. Surely she didn't think of herself as a slave of the outpost?
Outside, in the cold, the last remaining raven flew around. With the spring had also come the Giant Flies! But unlike the bird they were not interested in starting fights.
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Then there was a surprise. A elven caravan from Coce Rera had also been spotted. Oh dear. Another two elfs and two Yaks.
The Leader decided this was not a problem. Maybe they would have something the first traders had not? The Leader ordered three cut gems to the Depot.
She helped move one of the gems to the Depot and then grabbed the new grown hemp cloak.
The Broker was called back to the Trade Depot. As the first traders were leaving the second traders were unloading.
For the three cut gems the Broker bought up fifteen almonds, fifteen hazel nuts, ten pecans, five walnuts, five acorns, five mangos, five apples, five peaches, five plums, five oranges, a grown alder buckler, and two buckets. Which gave the traders around 2807 credits of profit.
With that all the new fruits were being brewed Unib was working on cooking more lavish meals. In this case she was cooking with hazel nuts. You couldn't brew or plant them so you may as well cook them.
Then she got a drink of blackberry wine.
Then something weird happened. Migrants appeared from the north. A Third Wave of Migrants? How?
There was a male Miner named Dishmab Lanternbury, a male Weaver named Avuz Girderravens, a male Woodcrafter named Rakust Walkedgilt, a male Gem Setter named Dastot Bootbridged, a male Weaver named Zas Dentbolted, a male Lye Maker named Ustuth Deerarrow, a male Weaver named Sakzul Blazedcastle, a male Miner named Imush Zealtool, a male Hunter named Shorast Gearedswords, and a male Peasant named Deler Talonoils. There was also a female Engraver named Led Ragclutch, a female Peasant named Zon Sabrescaled, a female Iden Tradeyearlings, a female Siege Engineer named Ducim Helmsdistinct, a female Carpenter named Ral Redbolt, a female Woodcrafter named Logem Slingclose, a female Woodcutter named Alath Coalrubs, a female Peasant named Atir Wheelbone, and a female Potter named Unib Doordrills.
Led and Avuz were married. So a new bedroom would have to be made for them. And they had a child, male, named Inod Wheelstheater.
There was also a male child who belonged to Iden. Named Oddom Insightsarrow. But there seemed to be no father on the records.
At least there was bedrooms ready for some of them. All were were formed into one-dwarf squads. Some would train in early winter and some would train in late winter.
The Peasant Deler was also given the position of Performer of the Silvery Church as he was a follower of Alron.
They also brought a stray Blue Peacock, a pig, a dog, a bunny, a cavy boar, and a yak.
Unib was attending a meeting at the time of the migrants pouring into the small outpost. Which was now a Hamlet!
The number of citizens was now forty-one! Beds, cabinets, chests would have to be produced and bedrooms dug out.
Well, at least this meant more people to talk to?
With all the new citizens the Leader decided the small library needed one Scholar and one Scribe. Sazir Inkoceans was now a Scholar and Unib Oiledsiege found out she had been selected as the new Scribe!
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She was going up in the world!
The mid spring came and some of the Diamond Weights went to train in the barracks. Including herself.
The rivers were still frozen as the first day of Slate rolled around.
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Author's Note:
So the update broke my game. Well, let's see how long I can handle this. If not I can try to see if I can't create a World of Bones 2.0!
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - The Cast Part Four
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And so the Third Wave hit the Town of Coldness. And the little outpost became a Hamlet. Which is not as tasty as it sounds. Hmmm...hamlet. Many were horrifed by the black bear dead bodies that still were piled outside the entry way. Surely a bad sign. But they were here now and had to stay.
First there was a male Miner named Dishmab Lanternbury. Now, like many others a Militia Captain. He valued self-control and was a thrill-seeker but hated hard work, knowledge, and power.
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At least he was a talented Brewer and a accomplished Miner. And seemed to be satisfied with his first work assignments.
Then there was the male Weaver named Avuz Girderravens. Who was also now a Militia Captain. He had poor social awareness and disdained fairness. Also wasn't a family guy.
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Which was funny because he was married to Led Ragclutch and have one child. And he seemed to LIKE his wife. Lovely father. At least he could Plant as well as Weave. The first thing he did when he arrived was grab some military gear.
The next was male Woodcrafter named Rakust Walkedgilt. Who was also a Militia Captain. Who would have thought! He valued cunning but disdained romance and wasn't dutiful.
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He was a High Master Woodcrafter, a Adequate Weaponsmith, a Adequate Bone Carver, and a Novice Beekeeper. Not much in the way of military skills. Though he had been more than happy to grab all the military gear he could carry.
The next was a male Gem Setter named Dastot Bootbridged. Who was now a Militia Captain. He even had some skills with Armor and Wrestling. And was fearless. And frail. Oh well.
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And he had a pet piglet.
Then there was another male Weaver who was named Zas Dentbolted. Who was also a Militia Captain. He valued cunning and was trusting. He was tough and had good focus. And was already making friends.
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But had no military skills. And was kind of weak. So that could be a problem.
Then there was a male Lye Maker named Ustuth Deerarrow. Who was, you guessed it, a Militia Captain. He was distrustful but slow to hate. And had SOME skills in combat. Sadly he was also clumsy.
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His first act was to go pray to Alron in the Silvery Church.
Then there was another male Weaver. His name was Sakzul Blazedcastle. And was now a Militia Captain. He had good focus and high stamina. He was also strong and quick to heal. And was enjoying himself. Making friends and watching performances.
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And he had a pet dog. Which should help keep him happy. Unless somebody kills and eats the dog.
Then there was male Miner named Imush Zealtool. Yes, now a Militia Captain. He was frail but had high willpower and recovered quickly. And for a Former Miner seemed pretty flimsy.
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His first act had been to go pray to Datan in the Unbridled Mark.
Then there had been male Hunter named Shorast Gearedswords. Of course he was now a Militia Captain with the coolest last name. He was also a Competent Marksdwarf and Dodger. Which meant he was likely the most experienced of the Militia Captains in the Third Wave.
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He was already networking as he was now passing acquaintances with one of the Human Poets, the Leader, and another Militia Captain. Maybe it was his high social awareness? Yes, his first stop had been the Nut of Crafts.
And the last male on this list was a Peasant named Deler Talonoils. Who was, yes, now a Militia Captain. As you could guess he didn't have much in the way of skills. Though he had good spatial sense and valued harmony. But he was also cruel and inattentive.
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He was busy making rock doors and seemed happy so far.
Those are all males of the Third Wave. Most were happy, some were upset by the dead bodies, and only a few seem prepared to fight for their lives against the wildlife and future animal folk attacks.
Our next chapter will deal with the females, and children, of the Third Wave.
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Author's Note:
That's not too bad. But it took a long time filling in my notebook! Still, kind of like the close-ups on the stat sheets.
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Dwarf Fortress - The Town Of Coldness - The Cast Part Five
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The Third Wave didn't just have male dwarfs. It also had the female dwarfs. Like the rest of the new citizens some of them were surprised by all the dead animal folks. Some just grabbed some military gear. And some just went to work.
The first of the females was a Engraver named Led Ragclutch. Who was now, like the rest, a Militia Captain. She was a little on a thin side and, like many within her culture, her head was shaved.
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She was somewhat happier than most as she had come with her spouse, Avuz, and her only son. On the other hand she was a talented Axedwarf and shield user and armor user. Likely one of the better skilled when it came to combat among the females.
Then there was a female Peasant named Zon Sabrescaled. Who was now a Militia Captain. With no skills. Well, she had been a Peasant!
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There was not much else to say. Hopefully, she could now do something great in her new home.
Then there was the female Gem Cutter named Iden Tradeyearlings. Who was now a Militia Captain. Who had no skills in combat. Her head was also shaved.
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Her first stop had been to visit the Temple the Unbridled Mark to commune with the Escorted Fortress before going to help store a item in the stockpile. At least her only son had joined her in their new home. So she would not be lonely.
There was the female Siege Engineer named Ducim Helmsdistinct. Of course she was now a Militia Captain. Who, for some reason, went straight to the barracks to start individual combat drill. Not sure why she did that?
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She DID have some combat skills. So maybe she just felt the urge to train? Maybe a future Sheriff? Or Hammerer?
The next female dwarf we will write about was a Carpenter named Ral Redbolt. Now a Militia Captain. Who was a talented Carpenter and nothing else.
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In fact the first thing she did was start working with the wood. In fact she was making beds. And she had a bunny. Which might help keep her from getting lonely. She was patient, slow to hate, but also sickly and frail. But unlike many of the females she had long hair.
Then there was the female Woodcrafter named Logem Slingclose. Who didn't seem to know how to use a sling. And was now a Militia Captain. Unlike most she ALSO had long hair.
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Funny enough she was already somewhat unhappy. Though seemed to like doors. And had gone to the tavern to tell a story.
Then there was another female Woodcutter named Alath Coalrubs. Who was also a Militia Captain with no combat skills. She was a little on the thin side, clumsy, and flimsy.
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But she knew how to cook and knew something about herbs. Though like many wasn't happy about all the dead animal folks.
Then there was another female Peasant. This one named Atir Wheelbone. Who was now a Militia Captain. Without any combat skills. Who was also slow to heal, flimsy, and frail.
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At least she was enjoying the story in the tavern.
The last female dwarf was a Potter named Unib Doordrills. Who was now a Militia Captain. And had also gone to individual combat training. After crying on the Leader. Seems she was already having it kind of tough.
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At least she had a list of combat skills. On the other hand she was SMALL for a dwarf.
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Then there were the two kids. The 5 year old Inod Wheestheater and the 17 year old Oddom Insightsarrow. Both were hauling logs and seemed to be okay with everything.
Let us hope there are no more migrants!
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Author's Note:
Oddom's relationship list has no dad. What happened