3rd Felsite, 210Preparations are underway. Dauros insists he be permitted to exterminate the timeless ones, and with luck, the monsters who plagued us will all be dead and masses of untapped resources at our disposal, even more than what we have already claimed!4th Felsite, 210Well, I decided I'd make a mandate for some random thing. Pulled ballista arrow out of a hat, so ballista arrow it is.5th Felsite, 210I decided to have a bit of exploratory mining done, and I daresay it paid off! Rodge and AussieEvil inform me we have calcite, which means we may have far greater reserves of flux than previously thought! I mean, granted we really don't need steel.... Well steel anything at this point really thanks to Draignean insisting upon Adamantine extraction though so....
Oh, and we found a good bit of silver and some rose quartz.
I don't know what I was so afraid of. Maybe after we invade we can extract that third spire and the rest of the second, send the Queen something nice.7th Felsite, 210Floods of reports of perfectly made munitons flood my report box, though there was a standout one from Dauros."Everything's ready."
He prepares to engage the timeless ones once more. I'm sure when Fischer hobbles her way into my office when she's next able to walk she'll be proud to hear of his accomplishments. He's been down there a week, waiting them out. Evidently Zopsu is making his move, with Dirlu not long away, biding his time in the cavern lake.15th Felsite, 210I've been so busy training I didn't have time to write or check up on Dauros, so I sent Markerlight down. He sequestered severald warves and ropes saying they had a big catch. Glad to hear Dauros is ok.
We got visitors, an elvish caravan. I may humor thier diplomat this time around just to spite them come next year.
16th Felsite, 210The elves brought a jaguar. I do believe I'll purchase that fine predator for myself.18th Felsite, 210The green tide comes.
Dauros' Second Battle in the Depths.
13th Felsite, 210
[Much of the following was a bunch of dodge dodge stab on Dauros' part for the entire fight, though he got a few consecutive hits in here and there.]
Dauros had been biding his time for a week now, and the beast had reared its ugly head. It was some kind of ugly lobster with an elephant's trunk on its face, and if he didn't know better he'd have thought it was made of choclate.
It made a noise like an elephant too.
Dauros rushed forward at the monster, knowing full well he'd have to work at this one; so many legs, then there was the pincers and the trunk... He got the first strike in, managing to dodge a claw that snapped closed impossibly fast, on Dauro's going into a crouch and thrust upward saved him from being neatly cleaved in twain by one powerful, now limp and useless, claw. It swung the now useless limb down on him, causing him to roll aside and only just swing his pike, the tip catching it's trunk and appearently hitting an important blood vessle as blood sprayed forth for an instant.
It made a gargled trumpeting sound and charged at him, bowling the dwarf over in its angered state and slamming into a blood thorn tree before coming to a stop, shaking it's head in confusion. This thing had peculiar anatomy for a lobster indeed. Dauros got to his feet and attacked, stabbing one leg, then anaother, and then got swatted by the monster's good claw into a sweet pod bush. Dauros was a bit groggy by the repeated hard hits, but he would not be beaten by some uppity crusteacean. He got to his feet and bellowed a challenge to the beast, to which it slammed its good claw on the ground, probably as a combination of a threat display and a means of saying "Challenge accepted."
The two charged headlong at eachother when suddenly the beast seemed to be tripped up and awkwardly slid into a shocked Dauros' pike face first, the impact sendinghim tumbling backward in the muck, with his pike jutting out of Zopsu's head, carrying a muddy glow for just a breif instance.
"The hell was that about?" He asked nobody in particular when he realized he heard snarling. A dog's snarling. After wrenching his pike free he turned and saw that his faithful hound had clamped down on the monster's remaining good leg on its right side, eveidently being just enough to make it stumble. "Now who let you down here Ingiz?" he asked the pooch, patting it on the head after wiping Zopsu's blood off on the monster's shell.
"Uh, I did, the Duke sent me to check on you." Markerlight said. "Guess you're fine. I'll send a crew down here to get the body. No sense lettin'g ood meat go to waste right?"
"Better boil it first to kill anything in its blood just in case." Dauros cautioned. Ingiz's paws already looked to be in sorry shape and it had only been in contact with some of the blood smear from his cutting part of the trunk.
14th Felsite, 210
Ingiz's condition deteriorated rapidly over the following night. Dauros had a passing miner, Rodge, keep an eye on him while he set out looking for Dirlu. Soon, he would sight his quarry, a massive hairy tick with a stinger coming out of it's hind end.
Which Dauros proceeded to stab in the face several times as it tried to get out of the water, cracking chitin open and destroying one eye, as well as disabling a mandible before it threw itself out of the water, forcing Dauros back, lest he be crushed under its bulk. What followed was a furious flurry of attacks by the enraged bug, Dauros blocking and counterattacking each blow sent at him, his steel shield getting increasingly pitted and dented, his footing barely holding as he grew tired... He couldn't keep this up. He charged and shoved the beast back into the water and withdrew, his muscles aching terribly and having to use his pike for support as he fled to get a brief respite.
He limped back after an hour, the monster being audibly floundering with disabled limbs. Dauros was not pleased by what he was greeted with: Ingiz had died, the swelling in his paws having gotten so bad in the hour he was gone that the skin tore and he bled to death. Dauros sat and drank deply of his wineskin for the next few hours before setting fourth again; he would show no mercy, and this time he would not flee. Ingiz's memory deserved that much, and he needed something to take his anger out on.
He once more neared the water, and the beast angrily flopped towards the shore of the great underground lake. Dauros simply waited, a scowl on his face. Once the beast more or less rolled on shore like a morbidly obese cat hunts for prey, Dauros unceremoniously put his pike through the giant Tick's head.
He actually felt quite happy about it afterwards.
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