Spring 224
The expeditionary force has arrived safely at the site where the founding dwarves were last heard. Goods and food are scattered across the countryside, amid the rotting corpses of snake and lizard men. The earlier settlers seem to have made short work of the vermin.
We venture deeper and discover the corpses of our brethren, including the Mountainhome Liason. Water from an underground stream pours into the ground works, which otherwise seemed to be progessing well. We shall set up a base at a higher level, and prepare to install the wind powered pump that was so nearly completed.
Marksdwarves are stationed around the wind pump site as a guard against further river born critters, and a couple of squads step down to prepare the civilian facilities. We have arrived with an excess of strength, for what appears to have a self inflicted diaster.
The civilians scatter, stoping axes and armour as the dash to take up whatever trades they practice, I shall leave them be for the moment while we sort out this pump.
The marksdwarves pick off a few more vermin, and them there is a report of a hunter on trouble. It appears he went into the flooded works and picked a fight with a number of snake and lizardmen. I order an axe dwarf squad to station themselves at the stair head, and forbid all the underground goods. A couple of have a go Heros chase down into the slowly flooding works to try and save the day, and find themselves out of their depths, in more ways than one.
Everyone is getting a little upset with their friends death, especially when this looked so simple. I think we need some booze, beds and the like to get some sense of normality back.
For goodness sake, just get on with the pump! I think we should walll up the section of higher cave now, since although we ought to be able to get the pump up and running before it too floods, everyone is a little distracted by the sudden deaths, and progress is slow. A couple of dwarves are having a little tantrum, but I am sure it will pass.
They won't build the wall. They won't build the pump. If only they would just stop fighting each other.
So many dead.... Corpses everywhere....
(A dining room, a dining room, my kingdom for a dining room*!)
*Legendary, hell I'd accept just Good or Great...