28th Sandstone
By the gods something is wrong here, I took a stroll through the caverns and what do I see? The militia commander punching a shell, after staring for a while he seemed to get tired of the activity and as he walked past me muttered "zombies, they're everywhere you know", it took quite a deal of effort not to laugh at the clearly insane fellow, Cellmonk may have been amusing in his madness though others were just annoying.
2nd Timber
A large sloth like creature came strolling though the caverns today, it was massive though and had a tail 3 times the length of it's body! Never seen such a fantastic creature, I stayed very still and let it pass me by, I chuckled slightly as it brushed by one of my sleeping companions, he didn't even notice.
5th Timber
How horrific! The pet goose was running around squawking, something had clearly mauled it for where a wing should be blood was gushing, after it died Eshtan, his owner took the wretched corpse to the magma pit, said a couple of words and tossed the animal in. That should have been it but no, noxious smoke billowed from the pit and a scream echoed to the caverns above, Eshtan began inhaling magma mist and as his insides burnt he collapsed to the ground and died shortly afterwards.
12th Timber
The mad militia commander, Cellmonk may have some justification to his paranoia, you wouldn't believe it, a dwarf with his head caved in and maggots crawling through his skin charged down the stairs and assaulted the fellow, I had my axe in my hands and beat down the foul monster, Cellmonk is in bed now and will need a fair bit of recuperation, when he woke I took the time to ask him about his history, he was rather talkative and strangely when I asked him how he was he said ecstatic, clearly insane but he can probably be forgiven for it.
18th Timber
I've been here less than a month and already I think I've seen it all, apparently a zombie cow that's missing it's body and also it's head is terrorizing my companions, well I'm feeling jolly tired now, actually come to think of it everyone looks a bit sleepy so I'm heading off now.
24th Timber
Ifeno ran through the place like a madman, "The caravans are coming! Quick, you! Fetch a bin of finished goods from the old fortress!" he pointed to another dwarf frantically "If anyone asks your the official broker, keep the merchants entertained" and with a final spin he sent a group of dwarfs to try and chip a few blocks down to mugs and instruments, "Anything we can sell! The future of this fortress depends on the supplies we get from this caravan and the stories they bring back to the mountainhomes."
Things didn't go great, the diplomat took a single step onto the fortress grounds, turned around and left, the wildlife slaughtered the two guards before the convoy could reach the depot and the broker overeager to impress was dismissed, everything's become tense as the crafters try and squeeze a couple more pieces of jewellery to their inventories whilst I care for the three injured dwarfs in my care.
9th Moonstone
All in all it could've been worse, we took a away a years supply of food, some cloth, a few pieces of weaponry and a mail shirt, some changes have been made to the caverns since I first arrived and though grim I think we'll come through, this fortress WILL succeed and we WILL rival the mountain home, goblins will quiver in fear and we shall slay all those who oppose us whilst we bathe in riches a human could only dream of!