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Time for some heroic swimming?...no?

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Find a dead tree or other long object, work as a group to hoist it across. (With emphasis on actually finding said object...)

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Invent some absurd creation involving rope and stuff which slowly pulls tied up people across…

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Total Members Voted: 9

[AfellowDwarf]

We have the neccecairy tools to set the surrounding forest on fire to slow him down, we can also sick mc nameless on him.

Not talking about that beast, i said that the area we're standing in can be accessed by forgotten beasts and that thing is the proof, therefore if we stay there longer some other forgotten beast may show up and be much more violent.

That really doesn't stop us from dropping a match on something flammable and tripping the old guy. We can even put on the dangnable gauntlet if we have the misfortune of getting cornered.

Creating a donor body so the doctor can do a brain-transplant for us should the need arise is quite a good idea. However, I think he'd be less inclined to do such a surgery if it's the nurse's spawn as well.

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Well, the nurse is his employee. Murdering your employees' kids usually gets on their nerves, they'll start pestering you with taking days off to bury them. Or their brain, in this case.
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Oh. Well, how do you suppose we get in our kid's head, then? Liver transplants?

[Lt_Alfred]

Obviously whatever gave Nerin the misfortune of carrying us in his mind could also be in his children, think of it as if WE are symbiont once our carrier dies we jump to his next of kin.

[AfellowDwarf]

Obviously whatever gave Nerin the misfortune of carrying us in his mind could also be in his children, think of it as if WE are symbiont once our carrier dies we jump to his next of kin.

Of course, Nerin's gift of insanity was given to him by being alone for an extended period of time. We'll need to teach the kid how to farm an leave him in a small room with enough plump helmets for him to survive. We'll also need to put a system in place that will have him released when we die.

Oh, and since the kid won't have our memories, we'll need to force him to smoke Nerin's brain and some of this memory herb. I don't know if it'll work, but it doesn't hurt to try. Well, it won't hurt us.

Edit: We should try to get a male heir. Female heirs will make it a tedious process to get any new ones.

Edit2: I don't fancy being stuck as a child for long, and those things take 12 years to become usable. Pardon me for being pessimistic about Nerin's lifespan with us(or at least certain groups among us) in charge, but we should probably start working on an heir as soon as possible. I suggest we go to the retirement home and bring stronger drinks. Strong enough to make them forget to use protection.

Edit3: We could put these hypothetical pregnancy herbs in the drink. Within reason, of course.

[Tirion]

Obviously whatever gave Nerin the misfortune of carrying us in his mind could also be in his children, think of it as if WE are symbiont once our carrier dies we jump to his next of kin.

As a great ...creature once (or 9757 times) said, "THIS SHELL IS ONLY A VEHICLE. THIS CHANGES NOTHING, SHEPARD."

[AfellowDwarf]

I don't fancy the idea of Nerin getting rid of us when he dies, though. Might make him suicidal.

[Tirion]

I don't fancy the idea of Nerin getting rid of us when he dies, though. Might make him suicidal.

In that case the last thing he'll hear is:
"DWARF. YOU'VE CHANGED NOTHING. YOUR SPECIES HAS THE ATTENTION OF THOSE INFINITELY YOUR GREATER. THAT WHICH YOU KNOW AS PLAYERS ARE YOUR SALVATION THROUGH DESTRUCTION."

[slowpokez]

Well, I do love a good derailing as much as the next guy..but on topic what do have so far?

Correct me if I'm wrong-

0-90 Kaos
75-138 XMX
498-602 NAV
683-784 AFD

(slight altererations was made for convenience)
Sounds all right?
I guess I'll give our friend Tirion and the slightly inconsistent voice represented by Alfred to make some quick additions as well before I move on.

[Lt_Alfred]

Looks good to me, my suggestion was after all just a suggestion, take it or leave it guys.

[Tirion]

800-874 WOULD BE FINE, I WANT THE DETAILED HISTORY OF THIS VESSEL.

[AfellowDwarf]

800-874 WOULD BE FINE, I WANT THE DETAILED HISTORY OF THIS VESSEL.

But we can't choose a time beyond 844, can we?

[Tirion]

800-874 WOULD BE FINE, I WANT THE DETAILED HISTORY OF THIS VESSEL.

But we can't choose a time beyond 844, can we?

800-844 IT IS, THEN.

[Lt_Alfred]

The hell are you doing in page 2 ha? don't make me tell your mom! bump!

[IronTomato]

Sheesh, how did I miss this?
PTW

[slowpokez]

I'm still suspicious of this thing...ask him what this stuff is.

-So...how is this herb supposed to work?
-Not like this. Many people go strange from isolation. Hard to seperate thoughts from memories. Herb helps you remember.
-Then..what is it and where does it come from?
-It grows in caves.
-Well...sure.
-Here take some drink.

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-Hey, where are you going!?
-Wasted too much time on you, got better things to do.

Aaaaand then he's gone.
Wait!!! STOP HIM! He has probably stolen something! Oh, I know that crundlecaressing type too well, comeon Nerin let's give him a proper beating!
Wait a second how you know he's stolen something?
Nerin, don't listen to him.
It'll be too late to catch the thieving bastard soon but sure go through your luggage and see, there'll be no gauntlet and no gold...to not talk about socks! He probably took all the socks!
Can't hurt to have a quick look Nerin.
So you think he's right!?
Well...no.

*after a few minutes of rummaging one could safely assume that neither the coin nor the artifact had been moved however...the rotten syrup roast appeared to have vanished...*

Well,well,well how 'bout you gimme some credit for once huh? I told you he was a proper scumbag, oh I could see it in him the first time we saw 'im!
It probably wasnt even him...
Then how do you explain this Muuiiiyyysteriiiiouuuoousss disappearance!? Huh!?
Perhaps...it...evaporated?
Don't even...
Quiet just for a second, first off could we try and focus on the strange visions and secondly Nerin just tried to get rid of us and it's much thanks to certain induviduals around here.
I...I just wanted to be sane again...I don't want to run around as a fugitive or work for some slavedriver...I just it to go back to the way it was before...
Well...uhhm...so about this "memories"...What do we have so far?

Here I ran into some problems...the rest of the post didn't fit...too long I guess.
Just wait a moment and I'll come up with something

Hope that'll work. Sorry 'bout the poor writing. Had to use this as a back-up plan

[slowpokez]

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Pre-Df
A time before time- The Creation.
At first this world was but a single point in existence. An unimaginably dense point, so dense that no matter could exist, so dense that it’s mere existence was questioned. Something dark loomed within its core, a remnant of a lost world. But in the eternal emptiness left behind the consumption of the universe some beings that existed beyond the laws of the world remained.
The sphere which we call slade made all creation impossible. These beings took action and coated the surface in paragravital layer of adamantine, a mysterious material which doesn’t resemble regular matter even on a subatomic level. Streams of molten iron and a crust of earth were created to mantle the naked globe. Upon this new world life evolved and the gods were entertained. However the strange coating had disturbed the gravity of the slade and the darkness could emerge from its former prison. Many brave souls guided by the hands of the gods gave their life to hold back the creatures of the depths. All that remains of them are their weapons, forged from the legendary metal and their long dead corpses forever guarding the gates to hell. But one of the gods had grown bored of the flowing life…
0- Time of legends- The banishing of Armok.
One of the gods, Armok, went on a never-ending crusade of slaughter joined by his legion of filth and malice. He ravaged the land for years and years, the other gods tried to keep the living safe but Armok’s thirst for blood was insatiable. The world that the gods had dreamed of had turned into a nightmare of slaughter. The different races were exterminated one after another.
In the end the gods realized that if they wanted to save this world they had to take action. As a god Armok was immortal, he also had an extensive greed for power which had made him outgrow the other deities. The Sun, the Moon and the eight human gods all united to fight him and the demonic hoards under his control. But they knew that this would not be an easy feat, sacrifices would have to be made and the world would no longer be the same. For fourteen days and fourteen nights they fought before Armok made a mistake, he had finally left an opening. The eight all forfeited their divinity to banish Armok to the dark core of the world. However they had underestimated Armok and their collective efforts was not enough to defeat him; they were caught in a tug-of-war, a battle of wills. The moon charged towards Armok to end it once and for all now that he was caught up with the eight. But just right before his demise Armok turned away from the eight and grabbed the moon by the throat. The eight had succeeded and Armok was pulled down into the darkness. But just as he was about to be banished forever he ripped off the moons head and brought it with him…
The eight had lost their powers, the moon was dead and Armok was trapped in his eternal prison. There in the darkness he waits...whispering to those above-Dig deeper…dig deeper…dig deeper…                  The Sun left her worldly form and in her mourning she devotes her time to shine light upon the dead body of her sister. Reflecting light similar to moonshine so that no one will forget her. And thus magic was no more.
23- All the dwarven tribes form an alliance and the creation of the Mountainhomes begins. The elves still live in a scattered, unorganized state due to their loss of magic as well as metal.For without the moon the elves can’t work metal. The humans form many smaller societies but continue to wipe themselves out due to civil wars.
Classic Df
89-Due to a huge surge in population size the dwarven production kept increasing rapidly. It was during the following 100 years that the Mountainhomes halls were dug out.