yeah I was mostly just riffing, i think the biggest issue is the sheer SIZE of the stack. like, my god. . so much labor. it's all for Armok at this point
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On this year 217 in the fortress of Streambelch, I can proclaim the following veracities:--We hold almost 100 units of meat, plant tuber, or fruit for every dwarf in our stead (~4800 units). Well stocked to say the least!
--The efforts of our janitorial force impress - the fortress shows few signs of the recent 'werelemur atrocities'.
--The remaining captive werelemur is decidedly entombed.
--Now, with only 49 population, the grand hallways feel ghostly and barren. Over a hundred bedrooms remain unclaimed.
--The magma stack is, indeed,
fucked.For now, in the interest of longevity, we will employ the following quarantine rules:
Visitors are free to come and go, visiting the establishment, but not allowed to enter the main fortress.
just uh watch your step and don't expect much in the way of table service.Similarly,
immigrating dwarves will be detained through various methods until they are proven clean of were-viruses.
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Our fortress has attracted a number of strange travelers to the recently built under-tavern, which we have taken to calling "The Trap of Honey". These include
Lete Cleanwatch, a strange frog creature who tells fabulous stories about criminal exploits, and
Quistra Shimmeredwandered the grim one, who sits silently by the doorway, suspicious of every visitor.
As well, some people tell us the blind cave fish man
Teling Untowardfroths has been living downstream from our front gates for quite some time, threatening travelers with his iron mace and strange blind eyes.
My new dwarf. here's to a long life and no werelemurs!
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Topic: New steam succession: Mebanugath "Streambelch" (Read 13032 times)