This is pretty much just a story.
The Lost Diary Goden Keshshakcatten, Born 1032 - Died 1060
5th of Felsite 1059
Before me I see a horrendous construction. What I see is a gigantic green monument hanging from an enormous crane. I can’t believe my eyes that a fellow dwarf could do such a thing. Why have I of all dwarves been sent to this glass worshiping fellowship? It’s a place that is rumored to rival the Elves in their hippy beliefs and dislike of living within the safety of stone. Whatever my kings reason for sending me here I suppose I have to obey and be this monstrosity of an outpost’s Dungeon Master.
8th of Felsite
After taking a quick tour of the place, I have confirmed my beliefs that this place is fit for no dwarf. All of which I have meet seem to be in a state of hypnosis. I am very worried. The tour was short. My bedroom seems to be 13 levels below the surface which is good. However my room is nowhere near any other dwarfs room. I have no idea where they sleep, eat or drink (If they do at all, they seem like mindless zombies). There seems to be a heavy glass industry working on the ground floor. Disturbingly they have almost 6 glass magma smelters to every forge. A basic workshop area also exists on the 1st floor.
28th of Hemitite
There is not much to do here. No beasts to tame. No metal to craft. I don’t understand why this place even needed a dungeon master like me. I have spent this month constantly drunk and depressed. I must get out and take a better look around this place but I can’t seem to get out of this drinking, eating, sleeping cycle.
4th of Malachite
I finally dragged myself out of bed today. It felt like I had slept for half a month. As I walked around the fortress I felt completely isolated. No one would talk to me they all just seemed to be working the glass furnaces. The fortress was the same, nothing had changed. Tomorrow I think I will either throw myself into the magma moat or check out the glass monument I saw when I got here.
[ May 10, 2008: Message edited by: A_Fey_Dwarf ]