Journal of Navatar, Captain of the GuardEarly Spring, 45I am Navatar the First, Legionnaire and newly promoted Captain of the Guard of Masterwork the Fortress. I am the first to have undergone the rigorous training to become a legionnaire in the newly built military academy and have been set the task of bringing this Fortress into military shape.
Firstly, supplies. 1000+ units of booze, 1000+ units of food: Check.
Secondly, equipment: Fail.
Quality Weapons –
5 bloody battle axes, I really don’t want to know how we got those, but nice to have in the armoury. 2 steel battle axes
Quality Armor –
30 steel breastplates, 5 steel mail shirts
1 bloody helm of Armok, 3 steel helms
Only iron greaves, gauntlets and boots
1 bloody shield of Armok, some iron shields.
Well, that’s a dismal failure. Time to put the lazy smiths to work and smelt all the ore to make steel. We are in desperate need of equipment to equip the lads.
Late Spring, 45Work progresses on the previous overseers many projects. Perhaps a quarter of the rooms he carved out have been furnished and work is ongoing on the sealing the cavern project. A cave crocodile disturbed the masons, forcing the squads to be sent in to guard the scared little fools.
Elves have turned up to trade, and shortly after one of our squaddies is ambushed by a sizable force of goblin bowthings. The Axedorf takes one look at the opposing lasher and turns tail and runs back into the gate which is promptly shut to allow the rest of the squads to assemble.
The battle is bloody, but we drive off the ambush leaving 17 dead goblins and 3 in the cages.
Summer, 45Nothing much to report, the furnishing project continues, the cavern has been completely sealed. Guild training progresses with the fort now hosting 36 fully trained guild members of our 129 adult population.
I still haven’t figured out where people are storing things, but things seem to be kinda working.
More squads are forming, I now lead a squad of legionaires, while Meph’s squad has become guardsmen. With gold running low, the marksdwarves and the javelin tossers might have to wait for academy training until another vein can be found and more coins smelted.
Late Summer, 45The Hill Titan Deer Stonewood has come. A mud web slinging humanoid. The civilians fled inside and the squads assembled. Trembling in fear they faced the great beast, who in an anti-climactic fashion proceeded to spew webs all over the entryway and bite one of the lads on the helmet repeatedly. The annoyance lasted a minute before one of the lads cut of his mandibles with his dagger and stabbed him in the eye.
Obviously not fearing the titan, the diminutive gnomes turned up and brought with them an invasion force of a dozen orc bowmen. Letting the gnomes inside I order the fort sealed up so we can clean up the mess by the last invader. Ready to face the orcs, the bridge is dropped yet the orcs do not take the bait, instead content to sit around a fire trading stories.
Taking the battle to them, the new recruits do not perform too well. Two of them fall to the volleys of the orcs arrows before battle is joined and the orcs are driven off, leaving two dead orcs. Two dorfs dead, two orcs dead – not a very good performance.
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