Journal of the overseer and stone-artisan Felcis Lularasen, 14th Hematite 256
The Summer has been very peaceful, if you ignore the constant noise of the goblins punching a bunny on the surface. I will try to use the time to transform this artless hole into something remotely resembling a civilized place, starting with living rooms and some cultural trinkets.
The mayor, a calm dwarf called
Vieto, is supposedly a pretty respected figure around here, since he is one of the founding members of this hellhole. That would explain why he gets so much attention from ghostly fans.
Earning his trust might be crucial to securing my position here. I will take care of his stalker and also try to organize an adequate room for someone of his position.
Meanwhile
Twangykid le third, supposedly the leader of our so called "militia", is lying still wounded and starving on a hospital table. It seems that he was forgotten there and no one wants to feed someone not in a bed. It is a disgrace for our society that nobody here can find the time to just give a wounded fellow dwarf some plump helmet to nibble.
Now excuse me, I have to continue making stone trinkets.
17th Malachite 256
Never mind
Twangykid, someone brought him food and water a few days later. The sudden kindness lifted his spirits and he now seems to be whole and healthy again. He just got out of bed and started fletching some traning ammunition from our spare bones.
Also more bonding beyond the verge of death.
Another child shows to have more useful hobbies and got a sudden urge of inspiration.
He quickly finished his little school-project after a short time.
That sure is a nice mug, but not something I would search for in history books.
26th Malachite 256
Remember those goblins? They supposedly achieved some pretty impressve skills while beating a helpless bunny for weeks. All of them achieved the "Elite"-Rank of their caste. That did not protect them from the dark powers of this place though.
A big part of the entire siege-force got instantly turned into horrifying creatures, moaning in pain. After a short time of confusion they wandered of, most likely for the lack of a visible foe to gnaw on. The rest of the army that was still uncursed shat their weasel leather pants and ran away as well. The siege was broken and more migrants can come to this place. Huzzah...
28th Galena 256
Rooms got carved out, stone got mined, wood got chopped. And most importantly, more ghosts got busted (or "calmed down", if you want to be elvish). It is almost too quiet now without their antics. There is still that one Ghostly Hammer Lord called
Edem Ezumdeleth, who I guess is just too powerful to banish. Even after several memorials, he still stubbornly haunts our halls.
And that is it for summer.
21th Limestone 256
Everything runs smoothly so far. More and more living rooms get finished and I managed to create some truly fabulous pieces of dwarven culture myself.
Noises from the outside indicate that one of the mysterious protectors engaged superior numbers in battle but is still holding on. He most likely even fights with that horrible Wrestler-zombie that haunts this site.
The other one is still living as well, constantly poking zombies with his pointy stick.
28th Limestone 256
Some dwarf called
Cain III. got it into his head that heavy weaponry will be the key to solve all our problems and built an impressive catapult in an empty room to work on his aim. I am sure the cursed smoke will be sooo~ scared when we throw rocks at it...
Nevertheless he seems to be pretty good at what he is doing and it might come in handy later. It's not like we have a lot of other important industries at the moment.
12th Sandstone 256
Good News! We had a huge migrant-wave arriving the last days. 13 dwarves in total.
Since most of the zombies seem more fearsome than actually agressive, I opted for a simpler strategy this time. I just opened the way on the entrance that we used to get the anvil. I hoped that the zombies would stay outside while migrants would run for their lives to reach our fortress.
And I was right! The dwarven convoy moved swiftly to the stairs. The zombies were just as scared by the living dwarves as the other way around, so the superior numbers were able to drive them away. Even the one zombie that managed to get into the underground corridor was just run over by most of the dwarves and animals alike. It all went by perfectly...until two reckless idiots decided to pick up a fight with the zombie and provoke it. One Fisherdwarf got his leg ripped open and he and a tanner are now trapped between 2 insecure zombies. They might not be worth the effort, but I will try to get them inside on an alternative way.
But first the smart migrants have to be put to work...
19th Sandstone 256
Nevermind that, the zombies got too annoyed by the whining...
Both dwarves and a keet got killed and supposedly eaten. At least the lamb that was still outside was smart enough to run away and into safety. Remember: being dumber than a lamb quickly serves you death in places like this.
Now we still got annoying zombies blocking the corridor. I hope that they will get bored and just leave when we keep it blocked of. Another cloud of smoke drifts by in the meantime.
Meanwhile our armed forces get reinforced by new recruits.
Twangykid switches from militia commander to the captain of the guard and gets help from a new marksdwarf called
CognitiveDissonance. A hammerdwarf with the strange name of
MarcAFK will be our one-man army for now.
26th Sandstone 256
As I expected, the zombies got bored from the bland corridor and went back up to breath the fresh, haunted air. I block of the way to the surface again and work on some plans for a defensive project in that area. It will take quite a lot of work and might be unchivalrous in some eyes, but playing fair is no option in this kind of world.
13th Timber 256
Our new captain of the guard
Twangykid had some inspirational thoughts while making bolts and quickly claimed the bowyers workshop!
And if that's not enough, a dwarven caravan arrived on the very same day with an escort and liason.
I opened the merchant's entrance and waited for them to come in. The wagons just ignored the lumbering undead in the countrysite and continued on their way, but the merchants on foot were scared away and couldn't move forward. Meanwhile the guards, instead of acting like proper escorts, all joined the spearmaster and clustered around the first zombie they saw.
Good thing those dangerous zombies don't seem to care much for merchants on wagons...
I ordered to build an alternative way to the trade depot from the inside, so we can reach it more easily with the trade goods. Then we closed the door, since waiting for the other traders seemed pointless.
29th Timber 256
Our way to the merchants was finished and we are still carrying trade goods to the depot. My crafts will make the speechless, I am sure.
Unfortunately we had to kill a valued member of our society to satisfy
Twangy's need for bones: A mule. Hopefully his project will come to an end soon. His constant shouting for materials is getting on everybodies nerves.
More alarming tidings came from our main area in the caves. That weird beast is sitting there, right next to our walls. Everybody told me to calm down since we have solid walls, but I am not convinced. It's body might not be impressive, but at least it has WINGS.
Let us pray that it won't learn to use those. Not much else we can do about it on a short-term.
And that should be it for autumn.
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Three seasons down, one to go. The FPS improved slightly, but Winter might be more eventful again, from what I've seen so far. I hope everyone is satisfied with the dorfing choices so far. There is still room for more.
I already played a month of winter and hope that I can finish my turn tomorrow or Monday.
@Hammerdorfs: slowpokez nailed my thoughts on that. xD
Cutting weapons might be effective against the zombies (since their body parts most likely don't revive) but both piercing and blunt are almost completely useless. We might still need soldiers in general against goblins and threats in caverns, though.
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