I have started a goblin fortress.
Here is the log.
From the journal of Ozud Ngusluzozo, Miner of Ustrozogast Unu
Granite 1
Some genius decided to send me and some other poor fools on a quest in the middle of nowhere to emulate the dwarven underground strongholds. Their logic was, it's much less conspicuous than another obsidian tower. They gathered up me and a half-dozen other citizens of The Disloyalty of Wheels and sent us off, under-equipped. The only upside is that Dad gave my twenty-six trolls, a dozen male and fourteen female, to help me. I figure that the tax credit was part of his motivation, but never mind.
The problem is, some moron decided that our fort with three miners only needed two picks. Plus, Atu the outdoorsman refuses to cut down any trees with the iron greataxe we brought. I said, "If dwarves can cut down trees with little wooden hatchets, why can't you cut one down with that big iron axe we brought?" Ah well; the trolls need tending, and the other who are currently job-deprived need someone to talk to. Maybe when Dostengosp starts work at the stoneshop I'll get a chance to actually help.
Granite 3
I've been busy unloading the wagon recently, and so missed anything important that happened yesterday. Ah well; probably not much. Today we struck Limonite.
Curse those rodents! I just saw a naked mole dog and a giant rat making off with some of our food! Three giant rat hearts and a half-dozen cave fish were stolen. Oh, joy. We need to move our food inside and tie a couple of our trolls up by the front entrance. Sadly, the trolls won't let anyone else tie them, and I can't tie a decent knot. The only one of us that can is too busy mining to teach me. Ugh.
Granite 4
In addition to striking lignite and sardonyx, that naked mole dog made off with three more cave fish. Soon, we'll run out of food. Then we'll starve. The situation is desperate.
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Letter from Olngo Kutsmobrokub, unofficial leader of Ustrozogast Unu, to Okum Smoxutomo, lawgiver of Tode Sost, or "The Disloyalty of Wheels."
Alright, Olngo, you win; these parrots are useful for something other than food. I owe you two tame trolls if I get back.
Anyways, I need some information vitally. Some native critters are stealing our food! "Ere the cougars get hungry," indeed! More like "Ere the giant moles and naked rat dogs or something like that get hungry." Unfortunately, the troll breeder's son is the only one who the trolls will let near, and the only one who can tie a strong enough knot, the mason, is too busy to lend the carpenter/miner guy a hand. Ozzed or something, his name is. Anyway, we need to know how to tie a good knot, and a bit of info on the best ways to move food around wouldn't hurt. Oh, and if that Nusluzo or whatever troll breeder you told me about can get trolls to pull wagons, send a caravan. Our woodcutter is apparently too lazy to use a greataxe to cut down trees. Imagine!
Oh, and a bit of knowledge on military organization would be nice, as would some basic cartography if you want to have a clue what things look like.
Sincerely, Your Friend Olngo.
P.S. I know the bet was for three, but I took one off because you sent me to this godsforsaken hellhole.
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Alright, I hinted at a few things I don't know.
How do you set restraints?
How do you set stockpiles to flow into one another?
How do you do screenshots? PrintScrn doesn't work.
How do you start a squad?
What use are the minerals I've struck?
How much of this stuff is on the wiki?
I'll check?
Wait, that's not a question?
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