Speaking of Stories; here's another:
I started a new fortress today named (naturally) Heavensgate. It was chugging along fine and dandy and was pretty much garunteed an endless supply of Steel, so it was setting up to be pretty tough, when our outpost liason visited us for the first time. Here's how I picture it:
A weak, grey, withered old dwarf, struggling to stand, much less walk appeared with the Trade Caravan today; apparently, he's the eldest son of the old Liason to this area and meant to fill her role. Lor Laterntribe; I heard he took over only 8 years ago when his mother passed, which must have made her about 300 years old, by the look of this old timer.
Everything was going fine, a simple trade of booze for food, and I was about to have a meeting with the man right after I finished off one particular cavern.
"Okey, if...if I could just find a seat," he was winded and pale, not fit for his station, clearly.
"Sorry old-timer," I told him, "We haven't even made any seats for ourselves yet. It'll just be a few more minutes." Which it was, and we ascended the stairs out of the farm caverns towards the mainhall. Well...I ascended.
Poor Lor never got the chance. At the feet of the stairs he grabbed at his chest, his eyes rolled back and he collapsed, dead. His heart failed.
This was not good. This would be looked at as a murder, for sure, so we had to get out of there, and before the Trade caravan had a chance to find out. I went to the surface, flooded the chamber with the body in it, gathered everyone in the hall and then told them to head for Hode Slepon, "The Lake of Gristle" in the hopes we would not be followed...
In game terms the Liason that visited the fort DIED OF OLD AGE while there! HAs this ever happened to anyone else? Cause while I was playing I thought something had happened involving the stairs and falling, but the offical history is he died of old age but his society suspected my dwarves.