Ledger (Maintained by Bembul Riterush)
3 Granite 704I swear, those idiots just drew names out of a helmet to choose roles for us in this place. Armok knows I've not the interest nor the ability to lead this group of petty white-collar inmates anywhere, not to mention that a conviction of conspiracy oughtn't to land me at the top of the "group leader" list. Even if I made an effort, they'd just ignore me, so to put it simply, I'm not going to bother.
I have, however, been charged with keeping the general records for the "colony," as they're so tastefully putting it, and there was a hint or two at their being a reward for accurate records, so here I am. First off, a general description of each of the inmates and the stupid things they got caught doing that landed them here.
Deler's in for larceny. Appears she broke into some nobleman's mansion looking for a family heirloom of some sort rumored to be of interest to one of the human leaders nearby. I'm convinced she would have succeeded, as well, had her partner not ratted her out; she's a stealthy bugger, quiet - she doesn't talk much. I've never seen her expression change from that odd placid calm. Either she's got her emotions under amazing control or there's something very not right about her.
Then there's Reg... If I'm honest, and believe it or not, I usually am, she scares the absolute hell out of me. They said they were only sending non-violent criminals to set this place up, and they say she's never harmed any dwarves, but her conviction is listed as "cruelty to animals," and I'm not the least surprised. She has this crazy set of eyes that twitch whenever she gets near to one of the animals. The first thing she did when we got here was set up a butchery, and she wanted to make up an "animal dissection workbench" as well, but the rest of us all unanimously agreed to deny her that. No one wants to see one of our dogs torn to pieces on some makeshift operating table.
Thikut seems to be a simple fellow. He was a farmer, which ought to come in handy here ones the rations of nasty garbage meat run out, and from what I've been overhearing in the others' conversations, he made the mistake of saving his seeds from a crop of plants to be put back in the ground the next year. Normally that's no problem, but this time around he was using the Dwarf MegaCorp's specially bred seed varieties, which they've patented. One of their spies caught him storing the seeds and some of the government goons picked him up the next morning. I almost feel sorry for the moron. He still doesn't even seem fully aware of what he's done wrong.
Mestthos is going to be trouble, as far as I can see. Her conviction is "fraud," which she refuses to elaborate on. The trouble mostly comes down to the fact that she and I are too much alike. Neither of us is a big fan of authority or rules, and prefer to be let alone. As long as she keeps to herself we should be fine, but I wouldn't be surprised at a confrontation down the road.
Sibrek, on the other hand, I actually sort of like. She seems to be a generally honest kind of dwarf, which is why she got shipped out here for libel against the monarchy; she couldn't keep her big mouth shut. On the plus side, she seems to be the most level-headed of all of us. In fact, after the guards left and we were all milling around on the hilltop feeling sorry for ourselves, she was the one who, despite her complete lack of skill with the thing, grabbed a pick and started digging out a dwelling for us all. She's got a nice practical way of thinking about things.
Finally, there's Udib. She's in for embezzling a shockingly large sum of money from the mason's guild back home. She seems a bit nervous, but she doesn't argue much, and that's good for everyone.
Aside from Sibrek doing a bit of mining work and Reg massaging her butcher's block, the only other dwarf doing any actual work so far is Deler. She slipped away right at the start; we figured she was trying to escape, and none of us were about to do anything about it. To our surprise, however, she returned an hour or so later with a mountain goat corpse (much to Reg's delight) then headed back out. Seems she's putting that creeping-silently skill to work for some food variety.
One last item to put in here before I go for a nap: seems we've got a stowaway. While we were unloading some of the barrels, Udib heard a quiet, high-pitched noise coming from the wagon and nearly jumped out of her beard. Thikut pushed his way past the others to find the source of the noise - a tiny kitten. Little thing must have crawled onto the wagon while the guards were loading up. For now we've all agreed to let it stay. Maybe it'll take care of some of the vermin around here.