And its not me. Well, not JUST me. Game is vanilla 40.06, no mods whatsoever.
Lancedclashes was founded in the year 1050 among dense trees, upon ground rich in hematite and marble, and (fortuitously as I did not know this on embark) a magma tube stretching all the way up into the top cave layer at z-level 86. All in all a really prime spot to set up shop and run a looong fortress to test the new version. I dug down to the magma, secured a section of the cave for agriculture, and even began a program to attempt to domesticate the giant moles that kept wandering into my cage traps.
Then, in the 5th migrant wave, SHE arrived. A dwarf by the name of Waywardgranite, without friends of family and nothing more than the clothing on her back. Oh, and the following skills at Great: Armorsmith, Weaponsmith, Metalcrafter, Dodger, Shield User, Armor user, Discipline, Observer, and perhaps most oddly lasher.
All her major social skills were at expert too, but she didn't seem like the most social of creatures with poor empathy, poor focus, little patience, little ability with language, and a demeanor that could be considered rude.
To say that my suspicions were aroused would be an understatement. I began preparing an... apparatus to ensure that if my worst fears came true the problem could be dealt with expeditiously but in the meantime I figured I might as well get some use out of her. I drafted her to lead my first squad of mele dwarves despite the fact that apparently she has great difficulty mastering her fear when confronted with danger. Without any whips on hand she was forced to take up a spear but she started leading training sessions ably enough.
My jewlcrafter woke up one day feeling faint and pale, which was unusual for a hearty soul such as himself, but life went on as normal for a couple more months.
Then the goblins came. Taking up her spear, though she was only a dabbler in its use, Waywardgranite lead the charge toward the invaders. Dodging or deflecting a half dozen arrows on her way she ran up to an archer and caved in his head with her shield. Next she proceeded to stab a goblin swordsman in the face so hard she split his head in half, turn to the maceman next to him and crush his hand to pulp with a single punch, and finish him off with another head-splitting stab. Two more goblins fell to the other nine members of her squad and the rest decided to retreat but apparently Waywardgranite had been excited to some kind of frenzy by this point; as the goblins fled for the edge of the map she ran down a bowman, bit his foot, and proceeded to chew it off as he flailed at her with his copper bow. Before crushing both his hands and then his skull with the shaft of her spear.
Oh, and that not mastering fear thing? Apparently she can master it enough that she doesn't stop horrifically murdering everything near her as fast as she possibly can. I mean I guess she was busy being horrified at what she did to the first goblin as she did something even worse to the second and by the fifth she was using her teeth for Armok's sakes.
As cleanup from the siege progressed one of my miners turned up dead and drained of blood and she was named the only suspect by three witnesses. It was time to rid the fortress this menace.
And then she was elected Mayor.
Who am I to interfere with democracy? When the time comes she shall be the noble of my fortress and lead it into a bright new future! My dwarves have chosen to the sheep and she the Shepard; glory to Lancedclashes! Now the bodies are piling up but the dining room is nice so nobody cares! God I love DF.
This game is on hold until after the invader bug is fixed, but expect updated on the exploits of Waywardgranite if the save remains compatible. I am absolutely looking for suggestions on where to go with thing long term, as basic security is dealt with.
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