Overseers Log, Stardate 1st Granite
While I was tending the patients in the hospital today some haulers came in and informed me I had been nominated overseer after the last one quit on account of being unable to enter his office due to the clothing blocking the door. I'm rather irritated by this, I have wounded to tend to and no time to organise parties and feasts. *Sigh* I suppose I had best see what I need to do to get them to let me go back to work.
This job is less trivial than I had expected. A goblin ambush broke, rather literally, on the traps outside the fort and I need to set up a cleaning detail, there's garbage everywhere, rocks litter the fort, the military is a shambles and we need to dispose of our prisoners, they outnumber us two times over. Exasperated by the mess left by the previous overseers I ordered the rocks scattered everywhere to be smashed where they lay and the chippings and shards swept into the snow, the mounds of old clothes are even now being flung into the magma sea. I can tell from the flurry of activity that we have a lot of work to do.
15th Slate
A month since my appointment as overseer and we have some new arrivals to the fort. I'm glad, the newly restructured militia will need some extra recruits and we can always use more haulers.
3rd Felsite
One of the miners, Iton Stinthadzim, has died in the hospital today. He died of dehydration, neglect. I have been so preoccupied with restoring Amberjewel to it's proper glory that I have allowed my duty to it's current citizens to fall from my mind. No more. I will make sure that no dwarf that can be saved will die so ingloriously. I have appointed a new nurse to the hospital staff. We can do better. We will do better.
I have recently been dubbed 'Grim' by one of the migrants that arrived last month, a testament to what this job has done to my mood.
14th Felsite
One of our number, a Potash Maker by trade, an armourer by vocation has become withdrawn, quiet, I fear for his mental health.
15th Felsite
The individual I mentioned in my previous entry has laid claim to one of our forges, he constantly scribbles images of leather, metal and cloth and hands them to passerby. We have specimens of all three substances, I only hope I can decipher his desires soon and discover what mental anguish ails him.
17th Felsite
A group of kobold bowmen has been sighted firing arrows into our entryway. Blasted little things must have snuck past our traps. Our tame war beasts are being shot to ribbons by them. I have dispatched our militia to drive them away. Have we sunk so low that the Mountainhome itself is besieged by vermin?
18th Felsite
The 'bolds were driven off, but our militia paid the price. A full five of our warriors were wounded by the crude arrows of the invaders. I have instructed that they be brought to the hospital. I will tend to them personally. It is the least I can do for those brave souls.
19th Felsite
I have been informed that a caravan of elves has arrived. A pity for them that I have no interest in trade at this time. We have a great deal to do, corpses still litter the halls, and refuse still threatens to overwhelm us. But we are making progress, it is slow, and it is difficult, but we will endure, we will grow and we will become stronger than ever before.
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I hate my laptop sometimes. I would be at the start of autumn by now if the stupid thing didn't overheat so often. As is I played spring three times before I got the current amount of progress.
I decided to start my log at the start of the new year rather than the start of my turn for traditions sake. I have referenced the use of dfhack in as best a fashion as I can to maintain a measure of character.