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[Imp]

I'm getting pretty unlucky here.

Would you be interested in an earlier save from any of the other players?  I have seasonal autosave on, and could give you any of those seasons - including Spring of 80 - which for me does NOT have undead at the start.  Of course, you'd be stuck with what I or whoever embarked with, instead of what you wanted to choose, but you might be able to enjoy the game instead of really far to much !!FFFFFFUUUNNnnn....!!

[mavj96]

I'm getting pretty unlucky here.

Would you be interested in an earlier save from any of the other players?  I have seasonal autosave on, and could give you any of those seasons - including Spring of 80 - which for me does NOT have undead at the start.  Of course, you'd be stuck with what I or whoever embarked with, instead of what you wanted to choose, but you might be able to enjoy the game instead of really far to much !!FFFFFFUUUNNnnn....!!

I'll think about it, saddens me that I can't do it on my own, I got pretty far that first time but I got greedy with expansion.

I feel dirty doing all this save scumming.

[Imp]

I'll think about it, saddens me that I can't do it on my own, I got pretty far that first time but I got greedy with expansion.

I feel dirty doing all this save scumming.

Luck can play a huge part in this game, especially when getting started in evil land.  I think of it as folding in a game of poker; there's no shame in knowing when to walk away, or when to run.

[waylon531]

25 Slate, 82

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Now my militia numbers 41. I had 43, but a Forgotten beast just attacked, and has killed 2 of my dwarves so far and wounded many more. The battle is still underway. And now a weremouse attacks?
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After almost killing one of my goats, the weremouse turned back into a dwarf and ran away.

[Imp]

From the first chapter
Mid day, 21th of Slate, 82

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A planter, Alath Kolnitem, was possessed and claimed a clothier’s workshop.  Today she finished her work, a rope reed loincloth.  The loincloth is decorated so that two hands appear to be holding a masterfully crafted rope reed sock in a strategic location to conceal the wearer’s privates.  From behind, the visage of the sock’s creator, one of the founders named Datan, can be seen with his head turned to the side and his lips pinched like he was about to kiss the wearer’s backside.

The whole fort’s talking about this and Datan is quite outraged.  The planter insists that she had no idea what she was making – she had been possessed! – and that she is quite happily married and barely knows Datan; so barely knows him she could not herself have created an image even close to his likeness.

I only feel relieved.  Everyone’s laughing again, but this time it’s not at me.

Early evening, 19th of Felsite

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The elves came to trade this morning.  The goblins came to siege this eve.

Before dawn, 20th of Felsite

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The goblin leader rides a giant bat and carries some sort of spear.  His followers, somewhere around 15 or so, carry swords.  They spent the night apparently plotting and started to charge the fortress in the wee hours today.  They approach from the west, which is the far side from our two gates.  Much roofing work was cancelled to help assure that no one would be in harm’s way as they approach our defenses.

A few more traps were placed, then with nothing else to do but wait and watch we decided to conduct our trading.  The elves had brought a small forest of logs, over a hundred and thirty trees’ worth, a tremendous amount of cloth, and a handful of berries.  We were very interested in the wood.

Afternoon, 27th of Felsite

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Despite the gate being open, something seems to be making the speargoblin, or perhaps its bat mount , balk.  The enemy gathered near our southwest wall and stayed there for three days, with the commander on his steed swooping in a tight circle at the same height as the roof.  After the third day when it became apparent that the leader was not immediately interested in any other action, work was ordered to resume on a tiny portion of the roof in full view of our attackers.

The first brave volunteer spotted the enemy and ran.  The bat drifted towards it, but only slightly and then returned to its tight spiral.  The second volunteer was more fortunate.  The bat charged him almost to the edge of the roof and a third of the sword goblins ran around the side of the wall to follow as our volunteer fled.  The bat retreated and returned to its spiral, but those 5 goblins continued to charge and were taken in our traps.  Once the traps are reset more attempts at luring our enemy will be made.

Late morning, 4th of Hemetite

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It took several more attempts before the bat and its rider soared over our wall, the remaining sword goblins charging around our wall after them.  There was some chaos as the bat swooped towards our entrance, with some of our people rushing the wrong way away from the rider and ending up outside of the fortress.  Two wardogs escaped their pens and charged the enemy, being slain before the cages finally contained the threat.

Early afternoon, 11th of Hemetite

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With the goblin threat removed, work continued on the roof.  Today a dead osprey flew over the fortress, threatening everyone and chasing us off the roof.  The path off the roof is surrounded by traps, so once we manage to get off the roof the danger should soon be contained.

[Imp]

From the first chapter
Early morning, 17th of Galena

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Last night a were-coyote was spotted outside the walls.  It had snuck close to a tribe of kiwi-headed people, and charged into them.  Two of them were slain and a third wounded before the beast suddenly became a naked human, which screamed and ran off.

Now that the danger seems to be over the corpses are being retrieved.  They are a bit close to the ocean for comfort.

Noon, 20th of Galena

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The human caravan arrived today, and a fishery worker went fey.   The worker claimed my old craftsshop and needed a lot of bones, so a goat and a gander were sacrificed for him.  I only hope that whatever he makes doesn’t embarrass me further.  Ahh, apparently the gander’s bones were worthless, so a mule’s been slain to fill the need better.

Early morning, 21st of Galena

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We finished trading with the humans, greatly adding to our wood and leather stores.  The mule’s bones were not enough for our fey comrade, so a mule is being killed to see if it has enough bones to suit while the rest of us organize the new goods.

Mid afternoon, 4th of Limestone

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So this fishery worker, like the one before him, made a figurine.  It depicts the founding of Smiththeaters, one of the previously founded outposts of The Feral Mansion, founded in 57, by my great aunt.  Not so many are laughing at me, but there’s some pointed looks, especially when the new figurine was laid directly beside the first one made.  Solon, who made the first figurine was greatly amused.  And has been elected our new mayor.  He wants more beds made, which is always a wise idea to make here; we now number 159.

Before dawn, 8th of Sandstone 82

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The roof is finally finished.  It started to rain again while we were finishing putting the last blocks in place.  Many of us had blood from the animals that died distracting our attackers, and the rain rinsed us clean, leaving bloody smears all over the roof.  But that was alright.  It was still beautiful.  And symbolic, the roof’s ready to protect us so we don’t get so bloody now.

[Varnifane]

Start at the beginning...

Winter 81

"WHATDOYOUMEAN YOU CAN"T BRING ME MORE IRON?!!!"

"I apologize for the inconvenience. But you know of the situation in the mountainhome."

"Which was why I was sent to this Armok-forsaken beach. But my miners have found no weapon's grade metal."

"Yes. It appears we made a...miscalculation."

"A miscalculation..A MISCALCULATION?!"

"We were told you could handle anything. I should say, you told us you could handle anything."

"I didn't expect you were going to strip me naked and send me over the falls riding a plump helmet roast."

"There are other options."

"..."

"There is weapons grade metal beneath our feet. And you know it."

"We are not ready for that. We are not ready and we won't be ready for another year."

"Then you will have to think of something else."

"As always I appreciate the crown's wisdom."

"Til next year."

"Yes. Until next year."

[Varnifane]

Start at the beginning...

21st Granite 82

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102 Dwarves. 13 Children. More children coming of age than babies being born. That's a move in the right direction. I'm not sure why they didn't make me a barony. But I am thankful.

We have 20 dwarves in the militia and we are currently putting together the kit for 10 more.

We have been busy creating wealth. So I am expecting more visitors soon.

We are setting up two entrances each (read traps) for building destroyers that may come from the surface or any of the caverns.

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We expanded our farm workshop area and added a soap assembly line. Someday I'll have to figure out if we are actually getting milk and/or wool. Mostly it looks like the farm workers just sit around drinking.

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We are also expanding our operations down near the magma sea.

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Oh. And we filled our first coffin recently.

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But we're way ahead in the killing game.

[Varnifane]

27th Slate 82

The ocean thawed.

Recently one of our haulers created a masterpiece hatch cover and named it Kilrudstin..."Bronzestrife."

It is troublesome when even the haulers understand our plight.

Four more children have come of age with the continuing drop in birthrate. While it is good to have more beards, I think the foul temper of this place is putting people off more than just their food.

[Varnifane]

 Start at the beginning...

6th Felsite 82

Apparently I pissed off the emissary.



42 more immigrants including more than 10 children.

It's just as well. We have plenty of food and I think I know what to do about the ocean.

[Imp]

I continue to enjoy reading everyone's adventures!  It's really interesting to hear how this fort's changed your play, Varnifane.  Metruption, I never mentioned that I really appreciate your dorfing of me as one of your civ's leaders  .  Every hateful slur's taken as praise and respect 

Here's another update from me.... Things are currently feeling like a bit of a chess game with me in a somewhat weaker position than my opponent.

From the first chapter

Mid morning, 23rd of Timber

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Our caravans came four days ago, four of them and three packbeast-leading merchants as well.  We’d asked for a good many heavy ores and bars, so perhaps they’ve brought what we needed.  One of the wagons is so laden its wheels can barely turn, but it looks like it will reach our depot before the time for trading is done.  A goblin ambush followed the caravan, though they could not find the hidden merchant gate and entered our traps.  One had ran considerably ahead of the others, and some of our eager workers went to reload traps too soon.  A planter’s strong leg now bears a large bruise from a silver war hammer, but so weak was the goblin that swung it no further harm was done, and the chaos helped separate the attackers; the remainder rapidly entered the traps.

Noon, 23rd of Timber

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The goblin ambush was not alone, and as we worked to reload the traps another came round our walls from the other side.  Another dwarf got a bruised foot before all the goblins were properly caged.

Early afternoon, 21st of Moonstone

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A roc came near our fortress as our caravan was preparing to leave.  The giant bird was first sighted along the ocean shore but after some consternation we determined that it seemed alive.  It flew over several traps but was finally caged.

Midday, 27th of Opal, 82

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A farmer went fey a few days ago.  Today he declared himself a masterful carpenter as he finished creating The Undignified Music, a birchen statue of dwarves showing the founding of Thorncloisters, another successful outpost founded by one of my relatives.  Great detail went into showing the roads connecting Thorncloisters to the rest of our civilization, a feature which had been built into the land even before the founding.  Unlike here, unlike the outpost I pathfound for us, Thorncloisters was wanted and welcomed.  I’m getting a lot of long stares again, including from our mayor.  He already has 3 grudges, though I had thought he considered me a friend.

Construction of our improved traps is progressing well and they are perhaps a third done, though not even slightly useful yet.  Several miners have fallen and received mild bruises as they worked on the ramps but no important injuries have occurred.

We have a small amount of metal ore and bars saved up, but not enough to do anything meaningful with yet.  Our current mayor likes beds and bucklers best, for all that he dislikes several of us and is a dour sort in general.  This place may never feel like a true home, but it’s seeming to be a place where we can survive and endure.

Sunset, 17th of Obsidian

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A large force of goblins has been sighted, at least 19 of them, every one mounted on some horrific beast of one sort or another, from toads to crocodiles.  At least three of the ones we can already see appear to be leaders, so likely more are not yet in our sight.

Mid afternoon, 3rd of Granite

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The siege continues.  At one early point we needed to close our entrance, as the entire swarm of well over 100 enemies, when we include their many mounts, charged.  Two of our cats, neither a pet, happened to be outside on the roof at the time.  They have been slain by goblins and their flying mounts.  The cage traps were forbidden to keep our workers back from extreme danger.

The army’s trolls were brave and directly aggressive, and continued to charge after the gates were closed.  Three of them became immediately trapped, another 10 or so gathered near the gate.  The goblins stopped their charges some distance away.

After observing them for a short time and somewhat expanding the field of cage traps around the inside of the entrance, the gate was reopened.  The trolls resumed their charges and became trapped, but the goblins kept their distance, much as the original siege had, and are shouting taunts a short distance from our gate, completely ignoring that it is open and their path to us, to their eyes, surely appears clear.

So we sent a few workers out, carefully, to begin reloading the traps and to see how far from safety someone must go to lure more of the enemy into our arms.  They and the nearest goblins shout taunts back and forth, but there's been no attacks yet.

[Varnifane]

Thanks Imp. 

What do you (pl) think about dwarfing each other in each others forts? 

I have a couple of plot lines in mind It would help me if I had more personalities to play with.

So who do you want to be in Bendinked?

[Imp]

Thanks Imp. 

What do you (pl) think about dwarfing each other in each others forts? 

I have a couple of plot lines in mind It would help me if I had more personalities to play with.

So who do you want to be in Bendinked?

I'm all for the idea; I'd like to be someone unpopular but not useless.

[Varnifane]

I'll put up a proper update tomorrow. It's late here in California and I'm not feeling screenshottish.

But currently it is 26th Sandstone 82

• We had our first, second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth goblin ambushes.
• The elves and the humans both got their respective caravans overrun.
• I had a ranger try to fight off one of the ambushes by himself(or herself I can never tell), get shot in the head with an iron bolt, get knocked unconscious, and fall into a cage trap...saving his (or her) life.
• We lost our first dwarves.
• I almost had a tantrum spiral because I locked the dwarves inside and their friend's corpse outside. We'll see what happens once I appoint a captain of the guard, or a hammerer shows up. I imagine it'll start up again.
• We have 172 dwarves.
• Somehow I accidentally made cheese. No idea how. I watch the workshops for a season and no one ever goes to them.
• And I have started my first (of four I think) megaprojects.

[Varnifane]

I'm all for the idea; I'd like to be someone unpopular but not useless.

How would you like to be the Cheese Master?

Since farm jobs are a mystery and, while I think I know, I haven't been able to prove where cheese comes from.

There might be a lot of yelling involved...

Do you have a preferred personality?