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[Callista]

Yes, it's actually a dining hall, and no, it isn't anything else. I wonder if maybe they are thinking in three dimensions, and reasoning that a destination ten z-levels down is closer than one that's fifteen steps away, even when it takes more steps to get there.

[GalenEvil]

back to the Dwarven ER:

*munch munch munch*
"Oh hey... this legendary egg roast is magnificent! Hey, looks like Urist McStarvin is tryin to shake hands!"

*munch munch munch*
"MMM... tasty tasty plump helmets... oh so stuffed >.< Im gonna throw this food in the refuse pile"

*nearby on a table Urist McStarvin moans in his starvin pains*
"P-p-p-please... foood... please just a nibble..."

*munch munch munch*
*through a mouthful of food* "No this is my plump helmet roast! Get yer own!"

***Urist McStarvin has starved to death!***

"Oh look, now he's gone and died... I don't feel like eating anymore..." *Throws his stack of 10xPlump Helmet Egg Roasts into the refuse pile*

[Fen]

Tales of The Dwarven Foodcourt ER

*munch munch*

"So ah, Loram, what's this guy got? looks a little funky."

"This 'ere is Urist, he was fighting that great big eyelass jackal wot wus droolin' all over our microcline bedrooms downstairs. Got some of 'is blood in an eyeball, and now he's rotterin away from tha inside oot."

*munch munch*

"Oh. Sounds horrible!"

"kill me..."

*munch munch*

"Don't worry Urist, I'm sure you'll be fine."

[Loud Whispers]

Check for any tables with chairs that aren't marked as belonging to another dwarf. I had this happen repeatedly in my fort with a hospital... I put up a bunch of tables for operations, then I figured "If I put a chair here, the doc will be able to sit and he'll work better!" Wrong; it was a rare day all the tables weren't occupied by dwarves chowing down mere feet from their dying breatheren.

I completely forgot about that.

...

Genius.

[quarague]

I wonder if maybe they are thinking in three dimensions, and reasoning that a destination ten z-levels down is closer than one that's fifteen steps away, even when it takes more steps to get there.

Dwarfs do indeed think in three dimensions.

[Mrhappyface]

I'll probably end up with an entire fortress of dwarves with the "doesn't care about anything" tag, and the elves will probably come to it to try sneak some fresh dwarf liver knowing them.

It seems like a pathing error to me. My dwarves wouldn't eat in their adamantine statue filled dining room until I made a hallway directly to the food stockpile from the dining room. I guess this is Toady's way of saying that dwarves are incredibly lazy.