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Author Topic: Erithish, the fortress that killed me.  (Read 3133 times)

Spaghetti7

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Re: Erithish, the fortress that killed me.
« Reply #30 on: January 18, 2012, 01:51:46 pm »

I love troggies. Can we make clothes out of them?
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Aww, we can't. What creatures are there we can make clothes of on this map?
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That's nothing. I had something mate with a pile of dead meat.

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Re: Erithish, the fortress that killed me.
« Reply #31 on: January 18, 2012, 04:05:46 pm »

15th Timber
As the yaks did not leave, merchants came, We were building a little reinforcement to shoot at yak from at the time. Of course, These merchants start to head for our fortress. I believe it is time to watch this development.

19th Timber
The liason that came with them shot at a yak a few times, then she got bored and just sat there as the Yak chased our last horse around. Actually, it’s just one merchant with her. They just stand there, just like the Yaks stand outside of our door.

26th Timber
We decided to open the gates, expecting the merchants to rush for their lives. Instead, they casually strolled into the fortress, as the 3 undead yak regiment flanked them, The merchant guard of a sword-dwarf and spear-dwarf just swatted them away chuckling to themselves.

27th Timber
Apparently a skeletal crundle has been spotted in the caves, I’ve seen them before, nasty lookin’ little buggers, nothing to be afraid about though.
In addition to this, our trader Tepin Midorast (powersabre) Decided to trade away our precious opals.
“For what”, I asked her.
“Well, we got an iron and steel piccolo, and a steel high boot.”
“Why piccolos?”
“They make pretty music!”
“Yeah, screw that we’re melting them. Iron and steel can be made into weapons, or a figurine of a cat, or whatever.”
“Hey, the other item isn’t a disappointment.”
“Wait, you mean a pair of steel boots, right?”
“What do you mean ‘pair’”
“You know, two matching boots.”
“Why do that? One boot works just like two right?”
At that precise moment, I felt my brain melting. I think her IQ rivals only that of the king himself. You know, the one who puts his golden throne of four cats and rides them around. You know, that one.

29th Timber
The year has almost ended already. I’m beginning to doubt that anyone else here has a mind. Or, working mind rather. More like an assortment of dingy XxRope reed fiber socksxX, engravings of sweet pods and cats clinging to the walls of their ‘brain’ cavity. But, enough of my commentary, The winter shall not be bad, for its really hot here, and all that.




The creatures that can be turned into clothes are pandas, foxes, moose, giant cave bats (I think), goats, normal Yaks, and other assorted things that haven't arrived yet. Mmm, leathery.
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Re: Erithish, the fortress that killed me.
« Reply #32 on: February 09, 2012, 06:09:45 pm »

See! I didn't forget about this!

I've decided to make the intervals a bit longer, instead of every 5 or so in game days I make a little post, every 25 or 30 days, and slightly longer. Much better, right?



4th Moonstone

Zombie Troggie, Too deep for us to reach, but still a zombie troggie. The diplomat also walked off into the woods, I hope they don’t die, you know, because she’s a dwarf and all that.

10th Moonstone

I don’t know how, I don’t know why, but the skeleton Crundles are multiplying, Possibly breeding. This defies all logic, because the dead cannot make babies.  I must look into this, but much later, first I must make this fortress grand.

-written later that day-

I was about to pick up the scrumptious cat, but a dwarf stopped me, named Morth Rigothsiknug, Yelling “No! Don’t hurt Snuggles!” I shuddered. No, it has adopted him! The clever fiend! I shall kill it in a dark alleyway, where nobody knows until they find the body. Yes….

As well as the cat being preserved, the farms are going swimmingly, They shall be very successful indeed.

16th Moonstone

The merchants have left, and we dig more and more.

19th Moonstone

I was poking at the scar the panda gave me on my stomach. I suffered no ill effects from the attack, I personally find it badass. But, aside from me, it’s pretty damn funny to watch the cat crawl around. But, the pus on its leg is kinda grossing me out.

21st Moonstone

We butchered the last horse, and also the Yaks are leaving. Yeah, We kinda just ignored them after a while, no harm since they don’t notice us.

18th Opal

Evil bugbats. Everywhere. The flesh dripping off of their demonic, adorable wings.

23rd Opal

The Yak have returned, One of them had blood covering one of its horns, I proceeded to name it Artie, as it is probably the blood of an elf.

24th Obsidian

I was hankering for cat, so I headed for the one we had that wasn’t adopted. As I was picking it up, it glared evilly at me. No, it can’t be. Morth came around the corner at that time. “Oh, I see you found Ber.” I sighed and put him down. “Yes, a very hefty cat Ber is…”

30th Obsidian
Well, this year has been successful overall. We have had quite a lot happen, Yaks, Yaks, killer Yaks, and some zombies. A few days ago we had the wind change, and I smelled the blood of elves. Undead Yak are vicious, but we have managed so far.
Hugo and winterdirge have finally become skilled enough to be declared a hammerdwarf and axedwarf. I declared them competent again when we were able to slaughter some goats. Now I understand why the word laughter is in there.
I filed my report to the king, who is very much insane, and I wait for the next report on how we’re doing, so far no fatalities!
But, I must be off to the year’s end festival, I’m excited for the panda roast and extensive celebrations!
Mmm… Panda.
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