The suika was alone, drinking his fill of suikan sake. The taste had long evaporated, having had the same drink for many days. He didn't complain; alcohol was alcohol, and he just needed to get drunk. He didn't notice the tapping of feet, nor the creaking as the door to the still opened. Not until the visitor spoke.
"Pirate?"
"Hm? No I won't give you any of my wine you fuckin-" Pirate stopped abruptly when he realised the suika was already appropriately drunk, "oh. It's you Grimlocke. What the fuck do you want?"
"Just here for a little chat," Grimlocke gave a weak smile as he stepped inside, "you really need to take it easy, you know?"
"Fuck your taking it easy," Pirate replied bluntly before taking another swig of sake.
"Now now," Grimlocke grinned, "you WILL have to take it easy."
Pirate paused at the emphasis. He dropped his barrel, eyeing the other with suspicion, rightfully so.
"What the fuck do you mean."
"I'm saying," Grimlocke spoke each sentence slowly and deliberately, his grin widening with each syllable, "that your position as overseer, is revoked."
Almost instantly after saying the last word, he dived behind the gabbro door, just as a copper bolt flew straight at where he had been, striking the rock with a dull thud.
"Go fuck yourself, on what bloody grounds you gonna usurp me, eh? Go on, fucking tell me!" Pirate roared, slamming another bolt into the very crossbow he had made.
"Oh plenty of grounds. Like
Project Hidden Duplication." Grimlocke spoke with a hint of confidence in his voice, despite just having narrowly avoided death.
Silence.
"How the fuck did you know?"
"You think noone would notice when you started minting
Adamantine coins? The most precious metal, used for such a mundane item. Pah! You'd elicit the attention of almost everyone here!"
The door burst open. This time there were more. Pirate was barely able to recognise some of them. Totaku and Highzealot; members of the suikan military. All had crossbows at the ready, and some of them even loaded. Grimlocke appeared behind them, waggling his finger as if he were dealing with a child.
"Now now Pirate. Playing with weapons is no good. Why don't you drop that down?"
"You damned wuss," Pirate breathed. Nonetheless, he let the crossbow drop from his hands, landing on the ground with a dull
thunk.
"Sorry, but you're the one who made it complicated," Totaku smiled weakly.
"None of us want it to end like this, buddy," Grimlocke smiled, "but you just had to make it so transparent. Trading coins back from the merchants! Smelting dozens, even hundreds of individual coins! All for one simple reason."
"You were duplicating them.""Alright, so I was duplicating adamantine. What's your bloody point?" Pirate growled.
"My point is that you, sir, are a
swindler. Zealot here had it pretty hard with the...danger rooms, but you definitely crossed the line. And a pretty big crossing that was. We can't trust you to lead the fort. Not anymore."
"So you want to be overseer," Pirate bluntly accused.
"That's...not too far from the truth, I admit," Grimlocke admitted, "but noone else would take the job! So I, you know, kindly offered to do so! With far more modesty that you, at that."
Without warning, Pirate charged forth, smashing against Totaku with enough force to knock the wind off him.
The military reacted just as quickly, dogpiling the enraged suika and smashing him in with their crossbows. At last, when he was reduced to a bloodied, panting pulp, Totaku and another suika hauled him up by the shoulders.
" Fuck you," he managed, before darkness claimed his conciousness.
The smile on Grimlocke remained, "Don't worry, you've had plenty of your own fun, after all. It is time for the more
competent to take control."
A click of his fingers, and the military left. Grimlocke gave the still one last glance before stepping out himself.
Crosshorns now has a new overseer.
Status report
Project "Fuck Shit Up" (or FSU) was a project meant to actively attract and smash undead in the land cursed regions. It was also supposed to act as a tunnel for migrant suikas to enter safely through. Currently the failsafes (bridges constructed behind the bait animal) are being linked to the lever, do give the two projects constant monitoring. They will be used to smash undead which bypassed the initial bridges and ate the bait, or secure the escape of migrants. The failsafes WILL block the entire passage when triggered, so do take note. There are doors behind each FSU, so in an emergency any non-building destroyer undead will be denied access to the fort.
(Note: I've also realised I've ordered the attachment of the failsafes in each FSU in the same lever, you might want to change that)
Levers for FSU and the failsafe are on the top left, of the lever room, and notes have been placed on both in case you forget.
Operation "Flood the magma" was never completed, more due to my failing memory than time constraints. The idea was to have an unlucky suika dig a hole into the cavern waters, then leave via the door, which will be locked once he retreats. Pull the lever connected to the hatch cover, and the water should drop into the magma sea and turn the entire layer into obsidian. When the appropriate amount of water has cooled the magma, the lever can be hit again to stop the flow.
The undead seem to be more or less vanquished, with the odd group migrating into the map
A few silver weapons are in the works in case anyone wants more weapon traps. We seem to have an adequate amount of logs, so cage traps to supplement the FSU is advisable.
I recommend butchering some of the livestock. Water buffalos are seriously too big a grazer to live.
Lastly, I do apologize for the exploit, but it seemed fun to be able to duplicate adamantine, so I went ahead and did it. You can continue the project if you want or dump the coins into the magma sea.
...And that's it! I hope you guys enjoyed my writing, even if it was a tad too extreme on the expletives. Good luck to the next overseer, you'll need it!
https://dl.dropbox.com/u/46322585/Crossedhorns.zip