"Iden Monomsael has been quite content lately. She has been dehydrated lately. She has complained of thirst lately. She has received food recently. She received water recently. She was able to rest and recuperate recently."
The current mayor of Roarcopper hasn't walked in 4 years. At the moment, she's hungry and dehydrated. I thought she might stay that way for some time.
"Hello? Anyone? I'd like some water please. I'd like to mandate that someone brings me some water."
I'm not quite sure how she escaped the fate her fellow citizens met. Perhaps it's the weird entrance to the hospital. Whatever the cause, the last mobile dwarf was killed about 20 days ago. I figured I'd let things pan out just to see what killed her.
And then...
"Well, everyone, we're finally here! Roarcopper, the land of new futures!"
We've killed 20 demons so far. Of the 20 immigrants who just arrived, the only one with military ability is a
skilled knife user, and that's all he has. I'm sure that this will be fun.
Update:
My god. I don't know how this happened, all I know is that over the course of 20 seconds or so, two of the immigrants just became Master and High Master Wrestlers. Does experience gained in combat skills relate to damage done? Because...
Another update: It's over. A final count of 13 new elite wrestlers and 5 more dead demons, but all the immigrants are now dead, and the mayor is alone again. And thirsty.
Final update. It's really over. An elven caravan arrived, but the demons had destroyed the trade depot, so there was nothing to
lure them to their doom get them to discover the state of the fortress. And now Iden has finally died of thirst. Goodbye Roarcopper.