Good news - everyone on Dorfinator has been succesfully dorfed. Sometimes... compromises had to be made, but everyone is there! Will attempt to update later today.
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Journal of SanDiego, master of all things mechanical8th Limestone 206
Our wounded were transported to the hospital. Tryrar, Microblighted, Dortimus, Mortis, Brokenmind, Baltharaaz, and Scaliper now lie in hospital. Urist McDead and Axe-crazy still lie wounded up top. Void God, as always, refused treatment. We lack buckets, so I immediately ordered some more to be constructed. Also, people are coming back.
Peregarrette claims, she has to go bash skulls in the name of Quarry Bush, but we have short supply of trained weaponsmiths as it is, so for now - OFF TO THE FORGES, WOMAN!
Baelor claims to be expert healer, but it sure doesn't show. Well, we have a distinct shortage of medical personell as well, so he might jump right in. (OOC: Because no 'proper' doctor was availiable, I grabbed a Soap Maker and made him doctor. Also, I found it hilarious that our wounded would be tended to by Mad Fool and unskilled Baelor)
Right now, I have some time to make a few sketches of the fort. First sketch: Topside. Please note the piles of body parts and pools of blood and other liquids.
Sketch two: crafting area. Please note all those workshops nobody works in and a clothier that is scheduled to go berserk any time now.
Sketch three: Forges. While abundant work area is availiable for everyone, not many people seem to be working.
14th Limestone 206
Dortimus walked out of hospital today, followed by Brokenmind. I now have hope for others as well. Also, I have been informed that a ghost is howling around somewhere. Great, another ghost!
20th Limestone 206
Aforementioned Clothier has finally gone stark raving mad. Also, new migrants are here. Poor fools. Also, new souls arrive from the void.
(yes, he is medical dwarf, he just had master soap maker to the boot)
Also, our meat stocks fall to historical minimum. That means, we are out of meat. Ordered some of our plethora animals to be butchered.
We now have sufficient iron bars to start producing steel. Soon, our glorious armies will wipe the voidspawn clean of this land.
11th Sandstone 206
All wounded have been discharged from the hospital, except Scaliper. But Scaliper has been there for quite some time, so he will have to deal with it.
27th Sandstone 206
Scaliper has finally made it out of the hospital. Though he has to carry a crutch, he walks around with no problems.
4th Timber 206
Some unclaimed vessels have given birth. Also, I have begun next phase of living quarters expansion. And I ran out of coffins, again. As a side note, another vessel has been possessed by external agents.
14th Timber 206
A caravan from mountainhomes is here. I sincerely hope, that nothing goes shitty this time. Insane clothier died of thirst. Litlbear is nowhere near the depot. Caravan is arriving. They seem a little unsettled by our collection of caged voidspawn.
All I want for christmas is one uninterrupted trading session...
Military has been called to stand between traders and the outside. No monstrosity will take this trading session from me!
The beast draws closer and closer. It's blood will run free for interrupting me!
Caravan brought no seeds and drinks as I had hoped. But I have trated some of our gold for a cache of wood and some armour and medical supplies.
Titan arrived shortly thereafter, shooting thick webs all around us. It bit Balthraaz's head apart with it's monstrous jaws. We put bolt after bolt into the beast. There are many sticking out, but it still shoots it's sticky webbing. Finally, one of my bolts hits the beast in it's brain, killing it.
(OOC: don't worry, Saint. You still live, this was some other saint who did the dying)
Void God has been severely wounded, sustaining fractured skull. He now seeks medical attention.
While we were doing battle, the possessed mason finished his work.
Can't say if I'm impressed or not.
25th Timber 206
Thief! The dastardly kobolds were found by our hunter. One made a run for it, the other one found out what's it like to be shot full of bolts by amateur hunter.
Where are my damn coffins?
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OOC part: So, there I was, thinking I have a nice, calm autumn when that Titan arrived. It seems, that each caravan brings progressively worse disaster along with them. Elves brought voidspawn ambush, humans brought voidspawn siege and dwarves brought a god damned
titan. Just a warning to whomever takes over - be ready when the elves come.