Alright, the long in coming 3rd installment is here! I noticed I have fewer pictures, so sorry. Less interesting though.
29th of Limestone:
Summer has drawn to a end. The leaves have turned brown, and the dwarves start staying inside, well, by subterranean creature standards, I suppose. Dwarven children go back to school, uh, by school I mean a loiterer in the great hall ranting at them while everyone else works. I’d tell that guy to bug off, but it keeps the tykes busy. Besides, he reminds me of my professors.
I’ve been haunted in my dreams recently. I see images of a army of darkness marching in the fort, easily wiping our feeble military off the map. I see terrifying forms slaughtering at random, with each swipe they strike a dwarf down. They head upwards, annihilating any in their path, while I and others hide huddling in a corner, waiting for the onslaught of death. As I am not the only dwarf haunted by these dreams, I have decided to halt work on the rapier. Better safe then sorry.
A few dwarfs have decided to officially rename themselves. The CMD is now +!!Scientist!!+ (what a strange name, I thought, but it’s rude to say.), and a swords dwarf is now named tahujdt. What is wrong with people?
I have also been consumed by the thought of my legacy. My term is already half over, and I want to stamp this fort with my name, so that all future overseers will be forced to acknowledge me. I want to utilize the power of the water fall, to execute prisoners more efficiently. First step will most likely be damming the river, or at least diverting it. If I can’t accomplish this myself, I’ll wait till winter. Of course by then, I will have already accomplished the needed infrastructure.
As almost the entire supply of females who haven't rejected me is gone, I've been very alone recently. This hole doesn't make me feel much better, and despite my comparitively lavish accomadations, I am unhappy.
Oh, and I managed to make Gulf shut up. I’ve set him smoothing things. Hah, That’ll show him. Without the constant comments, he’s beginning to be less insufferable, so my rage is soothed.
I was alerted by suturers that we lack material for suturing. Damn. I wonder how to remedy this, when I remember that that’s something elves bring. A quick look over their unmoved corpses confirms that yes; there is some material, though not alot. A quick looting solves our problems.
We have begun to run out of materials, and so I hope that the dwarven caravan will relieve us. In the mean time I've taken afvantage of my training to try to sqeeze more use out of everything.
This Stonecrafter reminds me of someone.
Oh yeah! That hero from the ambush. I put her in a squad, since she wasn’t yet.
Well, that goblin has finally been chucked in a arena, so marksdwarf training finally started. It is limited though, since quivers are not always available, so some cannot practice.
27th of Sandstone:
Military material is very low so I am ramping up all military related production. This means leather, so many puppy’s are being slaughtered, since we don’t appear to have cats. That fact scares me more then anything I’ve seen here so far. A catless fort is truly a cursed fort.
As if to make up for that mistake, migrants have arrived. God, I wish I could butcher migrants. All my problems would go away. Except training, but live-fire exercises with migrant "volunteers" would help that too. Well, at least now I can replace some of the less competent marksdwarves with more competent migrant workers.
The military is depressing me. Many don’t even bother to have their stuff on them, and training is non-existent.
I realized the cause of the lack of progress in making things, there was no tanner’s workshop. I banged my head against the wall a few times, to relieve strain.
If I hope to finish my design before winter, a brave dwarf is going to have to pierce the river. I wonder who that will be. 
Cage Traps are being set up everywhere, and a lack of cages becomes apppearant. Hunters have, in slightly related news, been very active. God, how I long for the days back at the capital, where I could eat meat every night.
Migrants have arrived, bringing the total to 107.
Progress has been made in various areas, but life is slow. I hope for more excitement soon.
WHY WON’T YOU DWARVES TRAIN!?! TRAIN YOU FAT BASTARDS!!!
28th of Timber:
Merchants have arrived, bringing much needed supplies. Sensing this, a dissector wakes from sleep, withdrawing from society.
Shockingly he claimed a craftsdwarf’s shop, and ran off grabbing things. Considering how low we are on various supplies, I can only hope it works. I think that without metal, we have to rely more on other materials, so we run low.
Well, I was looking over our craftsdwarfship, and I spotted a few recurring themes, including Thelire, the elf eaten by a dragon, and Ingiz Tourrope, the dwarf slaughtered by a Minotaur. I never heard of these guys. These Rural dwarves have some weird ass folk-stories. Homage to one of our own appeared, one to a “Frontestro”, related to the Frontestro living here now. It is a wonderful thing that he has not been forgotten, and that they will keep his memory alive. Here is the related enscription:
…Although, his corpse is still at the bottom of the waterfall.
I should do something about that.
A ban on statues is in effect. God forbid our enemies grab hold of our statues, for everyone knows that a army if goblins wielding rock statues is truly to be feared. Can the mayor even do that? Good, school was so much simpler.
Did you know we have more metal armor then leather? In a place with supposedly no ore? What, The, FUCK!?!?! I really need to find a new outlet for my rage. Messing with Gulf is just not cutting it. Well, I’ve ordered melting of many of the inferior metals. Perhaps I can still use metals then.
The amount of meat in the fort has increased during my reign. How awesome. 
Zas has started his construction. Materials are not interesting
Well, fall ends, and The long slog that is winter is apon us. As my last season here begins, I will hope to leave it in the best possible way. The plans for the next season will bring all done so far to fruitation, and the last season of my reign wil be the most sucessful yet.
Fort as it stands : (Boring update. last one will not be so. Even if we see now military action, I will make something happen, so do not despair. )
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