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[RoaryStar]

Slaves to Armok: God of Blood
Chapter II: Dwarf Fortress

Histories of Avarice and Perseverance

Armok, on his great anvil of creation, created a new world. He went for basic generation, and with his mighty steel hammer, created a small world with a medium number of civilizations. Each civilization, however, would have a low amount of sites, because of the high prevalence of large beasts; however, natural savagery wouldn’t deviate much from the average (medium). To aid growth (and bloodshed), Armok had minerals appear more frequently than average.

Êrnitom, The Infinite Planets, was born.

In the year of 125, the Dwarves of Kel Nothok, The Metal of Obeisance, were planning their next outpost.

Spoiler: Generic Statistics (click to show/hide)

10419 Historical Figures
 3968 Dead
47737 Historical Events

This fortress won’t have too much fun (at least, in the beginning); it’s just a general story of a dwarven fortress in favourable (and a bit unfavourable?) conditions.

I will play with fastdwarf until I notice the rise of a mayor.

Slaves to Armok: God of Blood
Chapter II: Dwarf Fortress

Histories of Gluttony and Labor

I was to organize Tungikut.

“It’s a great honour,” they all told me. “You’ll be immortal!”

Yeah, right.
My name is Roary. Roary Star. I was… well, I was different. I could read the thoughts of others. I was wise and intelligent – by dwarven standards, much more than the typical dwarf. At the age of ten, my fellow dwarves came to me for war strategies.
Of course, those didn’t work because of dwarven instinct.
Stupid dwarven instinct.

I didn’t want to go through the rite of passage that allowed us dwarves to manage the halls of mountains. Everyone I saw that went through it never came back.

On the sixteenth of Opal in the year of 125, it was time. I walked through the halls, tense and nervous about what was going to happen. The dwarves were playing a piece of music played in all the ceremonies, and it sounded vaguely like a funeral pyre.
They told me to go to Armok’s temple, where they made goblin [red water] sacrifices for Armok. That didn’t make me feel any better.

When I did get in, I saw the dwarven priest – the one that made all those sacrifices. I nervously walked up to him and asked him what I should do.
“Lie down on that bed over there,” he said.

I did. And I never woke up.
Well, my spirit did. I saw the last part of the ceremony, where I was lying on the stone alter where the sacrifices and cremations were done. Urist, the priest, cut my body open.
In two pieces, completely identical to each other, if you don’t count the details like fingerprints.

He then lit the left part on fire, and chanted – something about boiled blood for immortality.
He then lit the right part on fire, and chanted something about burned flesh for Armok’s support – but only five times?

I then saw my fellow seven in the front row, their beards all tied in a single knot together – Atîs Abanetost, Solon Kûbukishlum, Adil Óssolon, Reg Lashëduzol, Tholtig Koganbidok, Ral Urmimavuz, and Dakost Stinthädmezum. Ral was crying softly – my heart was broken.


The month before, while planning and the other dwarves training:

“We’ll be settling here, Ral,” I told Ral, pointing at a point in the map.

Spoiler: Embark Map (click to show/hide)

“It’s in the Sport Forest, along a stream. There’s clay, very deep soil, shallow and deep metals. Plenty of wood, plenty of vegetation, though in a temperate conifer forest, that’s pretty understandable. The savagery around is a little over normal, and we’re not living in a serene area like the hippies do. There is, of course the little spot north-west in the embark that’s in the Sandaled Hills – temperate shrubland, so average vegetation and a bit less things for getting the hippies mad, though a little more wild. Nothing should be too bad, though.”
“Hmmm… I guess… but isn’t it all salty?”
“… did I honestly overlook that? Though it’s a pretty good embark. We’ll just have to work together to desalinate the water.”
He looked at me with a look of extreme pity, and forced a sad smile on his face.
“Of course we can.”

I was utterly confused as to why Ral thought I was going to die. We’ve spent so much time together in training…

The miners, Solon Kûbukishlum and Dakost Stinthädmezum, trained for an entire season – they’re both proficient miners.
Reg Lashëduzol, the metalsmith and Chief Medical Dwarf for Tungikut, trained for half a year for medical emergencies and for some metalsmithing.
Atîs Abanetost, the woodcutter and mechanic, trained a season for her mechanical skill and a month for her woodcutting techniques.
Adil Óssolon is our carpenter, mason, architect, and stone/woodcrafter. She trained for about three seasons.
Tholtig Kogabidok, our broker and also our main farmer, sacrificed elven peace for his training.
Finally, Ral, oh, Ral! How we were friends! We practically grew up together. She trained bi-weekly for a year. She constantly visited me while I was making plans for Tungikut. She gave me company while I was sleeping from the sheer exhaustion of boredom while planning. She’s helped me so much over the years…


Oh, right. I’m dead, Ral’s crying her life out, my only real friends with their beards intertwined…

Well, I’ll res – AHHHHHHH!!! URIST!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THEM!?!?!?!?
Oh, just another ritual, that requires the skin to be cut a little. Something about my soul being able to possess any one of them, talk to them, etc? Oh, so that’s how it’s done.

My friends, dispersing, get ready for the next day, when we set out.


The next day

I talked to Ral, told her to bring two copper picks, a copper axe, an anvil, sixty meals of drinks, the generic amount of seeds plus and extra two rock nuts, thirty units of meat, fifteen plump helmets, three balls of thread, rolls of cloth, bags, and coils of ropes, a quiver, a bucket, and two splints and crutches. Six female dogs with two males have been added along with a sow with a boar, a hen with a rooster. We are set.


The journal of Roary Star, as dictated to Ral.

Granite 1, 126
We have arrived. After a journey from the Mountainhomes into the forbidding wilderness beyond, our harsh trek has finally ended. The [living] party of seven is to make an outpost for the glory of all of Kel Nothok. There are almost no supplies left, but with stout labor comes sustenance. Whether by bolt, plow or hook, provide for ourselves. We are expecting a supply caravan just before winter entombs us, but it is Spring now. Enough time to delve secure lodgings, ere the volves get hungry. A new chapter a dwarven history begins here at this place, Tungikut, “Doordabbled”. STRIKE THE EARTH!




Updates should come with every seasonal pass, though hopefully I remember to see the passage of seasons…

[peregarrett]

PTW
Interesting ritual thing!

[chaosgear]

Typical, reasonable sacrifice rituals. Fun stuff.

[RoaryStar]

Slaves to Armok: God of Blood
Chapter II: Dwarf Fortress

Histories of Avarice and Mettle

Spoiler: Journal of Roary Star (click to show/hide)

Granite 1, 126
I am utterly confused. When I sent in the spot for the embark, they said there was salt water, just like Ral said. But when I probed the embark, I couldn’t find any salt water. Oh well, we’ll still be making a reservoir anyways.
I probed the map again – and to my horror, found that there was no iron here. GOSH DARN IT TO HECK! Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to trade and use help from Armok.

I’ve told the dwarves to rid the north-western part of the embark of trees and plants, so we have some food. The miners, Solon and Dakost, will channel a gigantic O-shaped space.
((Here, I’m using a technique for one of my previous fortresses which didn’t have many slopes))
Oh, and not to forget the pasture. The wagon was brought by a horse – that made me nervous. Horses were notorious for being lawn mowers.

Granite 8, 126
The miners are finished the first level of the entrance. If looked at at any point from the side, the entrance will look roughly like a V. Both Solon and Dakost are experts at mining.

Granite 9, 126
Miners finished second level of entrance. This journal is rather dull. Meh.

Granite 10, 126
Expanding first few levels after third level was done. Very deep soil means very deep!

Granite 11, 126
Uncovered fourth layer – still soil. We’re going to have to change the planning…

Granite 12, 126
Uncovered fifth layer – STONE! WE FINALLY FOUND STONE! HURRAHHHHH!!
Now we can start mining down into an actual level where we’ll live and sleep.

Granite 15, 126
Finished mining the meeting area – also designated. This will be converted to something else soon.

Granite 19, 126
Ral’s office is finished, and she’s doing her work. I was amused to see that we’ve already accumulated a wealth of 3474☼. We also have 320 plants. Huh.
Now I’m designating the workshops and such, and a few stockpiles.

Granite 23, 126
First food stockpile and workshop spaces have been mined out.

Granite 24, 126
First three workshops – Carpenter, Mason, and Crafter’s – have been built.
Oh, and I forgot to mention – our miners, Solon and Dakost, are legendary.

Slate 4, 126
We’re digging out the wood/stone/etc. stockpiles. This journal is quite boring.

Slate 5, 126
Stockpiles have been dug out. I’m designating them for use... Oh, yeah, we need a few wheelbarrows.

Slate 19, 126
We are now digging out the dormitory. After that, I’d think we’ll be making the individual bedrooms.

Slate 25, 126
Digging out furniture stockpile while furnishing the bedrooms.

Slate 26, 126
Furniture stocks dug out, furniture stocks designated. Still furnishing the bedrooms.

Slate 27, 126
Dormitory is furnished! Now to the individual bedrooms. Oh, how painstaking this is...

Slate 28, 126
I believe I have found where the cavern starts – around z-90. The bedrooms will be at z-91... Oh, this will not be good.
((I have never played a cavern before. Let’s see how this turns out! ))
I guess I’ll suspend the individual bedrooms until I have a decent military. In the meantime, I’ll build a couple of bridges. After I build a few rock blocks.

Felsite 11, 126
Finished the bridges, so now we’re linking them to a lever. Obviously, those will all raise, unless I made a fatal mistake, and they don’t.

Felsite 12, 126
Farms have been set, and mass smoothing has been designated.

Felsite 14, 126
Current project: Outside Refuse Quantum Stockpile. Status: Started.
I designated a wood stockpile so we can build the infrastructure faster. We only have two people that haul wood, though… I can’t wait for migrants. And in a way, it’s sad.

Felsite 19, 126
Current Project Status: Construction of Walls

Felsite 21, 126
Adil’s drinking. OUR CARPENTER IS DRINKING! Armokdammit…
Oh, he finished.
Current Project Status: Construction of Roof

Felsite 24, 126
Current Project Status: Construction of Bridges
Finished? Wow.
Current Project Status: Linkage of Bridges and Construction of Track

Felsite 25, 126
Current Project Status: Linkage of Bridges and Construction of Minecarts and Stops
Adil finished this in, like, three hours.
Current Project Status: Linkage of Bridges, Construction of Minecarts, Designation of Stockpiles, and Creation of Hauling Route.

Felsite 28, 126
Current Project: Outside Refuse Quantum Stockpile: Status: COMPLETE!
And it’s the last day of spring.

Hematite 1, 126
It is now Summer.

Pictures will be added shortly.

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