1st Granite, 51.
Great. Not only have we been sent to this Armok-forsaken frozen... Hell-hole doesn't seem to work there. Anyway, this... PLACE, by that insane queen's desire to breed WAR POLAR BEARS... Is that even possible? Let me start over...Olin Regsterus, Expedition Leader, first log entry
18 Granite, 51.
Greetings, to whomever may find this. I bid you good tidings, from Gishdistkalur, the future Mountainhome!
I say whomever may find this, because I fear... You may not find us...
As soon as we arrived, we were caught in a fairly freakish weather pattern. As you can see on the map, we almost made it to safety... Almost. Outwardly, at first, we all seemed fine. But our own self-examinations reveals a far worse fate; we feel like crap. We tried to hurry and secure our supplies, but that Loathsome Muck just falls so often, and so thick! Thankfully, it appears to evaporate once we walk inside, but the pain is still there... I fear we may not last much longer...
8 Slate, 51.
The pain is unbearable! Somehow, tho, we are managing to work through it. We have some space dug out, working on the farmlands and kitchen now, while the rest are hauling in what they can from outside. Here's a crude map of the fort, so far:
Sorry for the shakiness, every part of my body, inside and out it feels, is covered in blisters. If we survive this,... I forgot to note earlier, the main defense gate was erected some time back, around 14 Granite, I believe. We can lock ourselves in, should the worst happen.
18th Felsite, 51.
Well... Things are progressing, nicely. Our blisters don't seem to be healing any, but at least we aren't dying...
All of our animals we brought were similarly effected. The fort is filled with blistered, oozing creatures. Hope you like your new Mountainhome...
25 Felsite, 51.
Well, we've hit aquifer at every point. We've resorted to (*Shudders*) building a carpenters workshop, and using wood for now... Can it get any worse?
... Oh look, more loathsome muck.