Journal of Panopticon,
Summer proceeds, I begin to worry about all the fisherdwarfs going so far away from the fort, have instituted a project to bring the river inside to prevent possible accidents.
A goblin babysnatcher has just straight up murdered Inod the carpenter, however the hunters were outside and proceeded to give him javelins, lots of javelins, we are taking bets on if he will make it out of our territory.
Inod was apparently friend to Tomio the hammerer, in rage at his death Tomio decided to pick a fight with some other random carpenter, who proceeded to beat him into unconsciousness, I... don't think Tomio is very good at his job, plus now I think he has broken the law but who will hammer the hammerer?
Asob, a ranger and one of our new arrivals, is staring at the moon in a fashion I don't much care for. We also just restarted booze production, but he did not rush for it, I believe he should be isolated. I will consult with Tomio when he wakes up.
Shade became enraged and punched a turtle into unconsciousness, he says he feels better now, Der the siege engineer has given up hope and refuses to eat and drink, Tomio woke up so I asked him what we should do, he said but Asob the moon obsessed ranger into a room, and then put Der into that room as well, then lock the door. I suppose it is worth a shot. I prepared the room of madmen.
Everyone is being very touchy, even I am having a rough time, the rot in my chest has spread to my, well, everything, except myu left shin, no one really wants to talk to me anymore.
Migrants, well perhaps the new blood will help people relax.
We appear to have a mayor now, he came to me and demanded rooms, also he wanted three leather backpacks, I told him I'd see what I could do.
Anan, one of our Fisherdwarfs has been missing for a while now, this is why I want the fishing inside.
... Oh, perhaps it had nothing to do with being outside, he was found in a bed just now completely drained of blood.
Ice Wizard theives, they are apparently here to steal torsos, as that is what they cut off of the hunter who found them.
Thus ends summer, with tragedy and bloodshed.