Expedition Leader's log: We set from the mountainhomes with thirty, THIRTY, men and now were down to seven. All the caravan guards died, the head of the expedition got himself eatan by a skeletal yeti and now I'm in charge. All of our supplies were lost to goblin raiders except for our clothes, a few personal belongings and this pick I managed to save. Sneezy has a ragged, torn map. After I look at it I soon wish he hadn't.
Well what the hell are we supposed to work with? We can't butcher our animals, we can't go outside, we can't go underground.
I Might aswell check our surroundings
We have snow, snow, snow, and more snow. I can't say I was expecting anything else.
Oops wait, we have something else besides snow.
Hopefully the bird of prey decides to leave us alone
I start digging down. Everyone has heard stories and tales of the things lurking in evil places. From the living dead to fog that dissolves your eyes. The only safe place is in the earth.
Speaking of the devil I hear shouts of brown clouds over the horizon.
I order everyone into the hole I just dug and Doc blocks off the surface with wood from the wagon.
Everyone gets in safely. Theres no point procrastinating, We don't have any food and I just heard someone's stomach grumble. I start digging down into the caver...I just struck water! I forgot there was an aquifer. Atleast, theres a source of fresh water. I dig out some of the aquifer so we can get something, even something as bland tasteless as water, to drink. While an aquifer is a large challenge, I have some experience from my years in the mountainhomes. I prepare to begin a cave-in.
Meanwhile, these animals are just deadweight if we can't butcher them. So Doc puts them outside to starve. Cruel, but necessary.
I finally manage to collapse two of the aquifer levels before I make a terrifying discovery. The water freezes faster than I can dig out! I have already collapsed a part of the surface even though it means potential exposure to danger, but no one has seen any deadly creatures or fogs since yesterday.
And worse! I can see stone through the ice. Its rocky texture aquiferless texture tantalizing me.
Its been three days since the beginning of the expeditions. In those three days we have been sitting in this hole in the ground, freezing and starving. Occasionaly one of us will get an idea to breach the aquifer, but it is for naught. Then Dopey remembers the animals we moved outside. Everyone gets moving to build a place where we can butcher them and tan their hides before they are brought back to life.
I heard a squeek! I know I heard a squeek. I know sneezy heard a squeek too. There's food out there, out on the surface. attack the only barrier between us and the outside with my pickaxe. Everyone else also heard a squeek. Everyone rushes out in search of the source for that squeek. I need to get to that squeek before them!
A few rhino lizard corpses litter the ground. A few dwarves try to eat them, but are repulsed by the miasma and all the insides are fully rotten.
On the horizon a purple cloud approaches. No one notices except me. I notice the cloud reaching the horse and donkey we left out. I notice the transformation they undergo. I notice one of them running at me. I notice the hoof coming towards me. Then, I notice nothing.
(my game crashed right before all of my guys died from the husked animals, so I wasn't able to get any logs or pictures of seven starving dwarves bleeding to death.)
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