Diary of Pivole, Administrator.
Indecipherably scrawled date in 355
Noone even saw the damnable creature, let alone try to stop it. The guards are to be reprimanded.
Indecipherably scrawled date in 355
I was strolling through the town, to visit the broker for a financial meeting, When I noticed this:
Right next door to his manse, there's this little house, made out of stone. It was looking pretty dilapidated, what with it not having a roof, and being full of weeds, but the door was still in good condition. I've ordered a good larch roof put atop it, so as one of our more affluent townsfolk might be able to live in a good quality abode, one that isn't made of dried clay.
Anyway, after the meeting, I went to inspect the progress being made on the Cloth Hall (Which was minimal, only a few stacks of bricks had been made) , and I noticed a bloody awful stench in the air, even over the smoke from the kilns and charcoal oven. So, covering my nose over with my gloves, I went to investigate, and found the putrefying corpse of a horse, buried in a good dozen or so kilderkins and bins, surrounded by dead goblins and blood.
Now I've got no idea what thoughts go through these humans' brainless heads, but apparently they thought it was a good idea to weigh a horse down with ridiculous amounts of goods, and then leave all of their produce behind, rather than recover it. It's no skin off my back, anyway. I've organised a mass looting. At least we'll be getting something from the caravan.
6th Limestone, 355
At dinner today, Helmet came over and started shouting something about how I should write the date more clearly. I've got no idea where that rant came from, but I've noticed that in this town, no matter who you are, it's a good idea to do what he tells you to.
7th Limestone, 355
I got a report from the brickmakers that we actually have enough to bother with now. I've told the masons to begin the construction of the Cloth Hall. Finally!
21st Limestone, 355
I noticed that the militia as were on drill were looking less than enthusiastic today. I thought that they enjoyed their job, but the most of them were complaining about how it's been ages since they've done anything civilian. Well, a volunteer's as good to me as ten pressed dwarves, so I'm going to look at forming a third section of militia in the near future.
Apparently, we had some migrants turn up. They just marched in, and started dumping their stuff in the empty houses. I never had time to find out how many there were or what their professions were.
Seemed damned uncivil and greedy to me.
22nd Limestone, 355
So, just after everybody's finished tearing the roof off the mill, and taking out the decking over the river, some clever Dodok pointed out that it would make fair good housing for somebody.
The damage to the main structure is minimal. I'm having the roof replaced, and the walls and decking undeconstructed.
23rd Limestone, 355
I managed to round up a handful of trained men from Helmet's Grand Conscription. There's only five of them, but it's enough for half a section, and some of these are terrifyingly good. A few of them joke about the one being an expert, and another a master with a crossbow. They seem to get on well, and I'm sure they'll be valuable for the town's defence.
7th Sandstone, 355
Some wench was whining about a lack of bees, and lamenting the loss of her hives. I had them replaced in some open ground, and those mechanisms, from the mill that never was, can be used to build a press. I’d have thought a massive array of enormous gears would be a bit much for the job, but I’m no engineer. I’ll leave that to the mechanics.
13th Sandstone, 355
After a little more than a month, the ground walls of the Cloth Hall are complete! I'm having the kilns removed, and some workshops for the threshers and weavers put in.
I'm told by the architects that they can start work on my quarters now, but that they aren't sure about how they're supposed to roof such a big, open structure. Well, I told them as solving that sort of problem is why we tolerate them in the community, and then left them to it.
20th Sandstone, 355
For a forest, it must be said as there aren't very many trees around. I can count a score or so, from the residential area.
Simple solution to that problem, though. I'm having every tree in the area felled, so as that way we aren't in a forest, so it won't matter if there aren't any trees.
How am I so brilliant?
25th Sandstone, 355
So now the beekeeper, whose hives and press I had rebuilt, is complaining as her needs jugs for the honey so as her can use the wax for anything.
I'm having a few wooden ones carved to shut her up.
27th Sandstone, 355
Well, It appears that in my construction of the Cloth Hall, I have exhausted the town’s supply of wood and charcoal, such that I can’t build my own quarters properly, or roof my workshops. This is going to require dwarven thinking.
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