Winter was kinda anti-climatic
Using soundsense on this embark is painful as you have to listen to the constant mud-wrestling
Well I got my revenge when some langur-people stole their clothes
Mohahaha, die zombies!
A new barracks has been built and Brewster is training Twangykid, the demonstrations are going great but the sparring is a bit one-sided
Chilton installed a statue of the war/chaos god in the there to raise the fighting spirit
. He also built a statue of a damselfly...what?
The little boy that Chilton locked out during the zombie siege has been following him in his nightmares and he has been looking even more trobled then usually...
For every day that passed by his condition got worse and worse, now it has gone so far that he keeps looking over his shoulder over and jumps at the slightest hint of a noise.
Poor old man...
Well i'd say that the fort is in pretty good state even though I have to tear down workshops to get lumber
, the mines has been mined and we even have an unused copper-ore stockpile
. I can no longer sit by the well all day as some dwarves built a proper fishing hole...sigh. I'm getting alot of small and bony cavefish but I haven't seen anything else so far...they are really chewy but I guess they're better then nothin'
Our foodsuplies are stable but the dwarves have started complaining about the lack of variety...the good ol' plumps are nice and all but after a week or so they lose their charm, the cavefish is...well they are shit
, but it's the closest thing we can get a kittenroast at this point. Not a single hour pass without Panopticon complaining about the lack of ale but his rambeling is usually cut off by him chugging another bottle of purple plump-wine.
Bluesproto did once again lay out his plans about digging deeper to claim the treasures of the depths. It would give us access to a variety of plants aswell as solving our wood shortage. He even went as far as saying that we could hunt for meat down there, this is the point when TwangyKid felt the need to speak up. She started argueing about the dangers of the underground and the horrid beasts wich live there.
The forts population was split in two halves, one which was convinced that the caverns would bring salvation to MarkedAngels and one which firmly belived that the thick walls of the hill was all that protected them from certain death. I who took part with neither side spoke up for the first time in moths, the other dwarves looked kind of startled at me as I layed out my proposal. The idea was simple, Markedangels needed a leader to move onwards.
Who it'll be I don't know yet but it looks like Chilton might be a strong adversary as he is trusted by most of the dwarves and is known for his hard work but it seems as if Commander Brewster will try to take the position by force.
End of Chapter 2.
Slowpoke. 
I hear enough of that irl
I could take a turn later down the line if there's an empty spot
There is some wierd pools here and there in the fort... just ignore them as they were part of my !!fishing-science!!
I just realised that I'm married to Fishybang...
I guess you could say that...Fishybang is banging the fisherdwarf!
Wait...did I just finish of my turn with that pun...
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