Okay, starting this up now, let's see how it goes!
Chronicle of Sha'De, dictated to whoever the hell is passing by at the time.
1st Granite 127
Finally that raider bitch is out of the way. I've had enough of these pathetic, whiny, screwups! They dared put a common orc into MY SQUAD? They didn't even have the decency to leave the camp in a good state! We're being invaded from below by the damn trogs and this bitch waltzes on up and just tells me I'm in charge? Fucking cowardly bitch just goes and runs off back to her boat trailing that useless kid behind her. So I do what anyone would do. I send those uppity swordmasters into the deeps along with the spearorcs to deal with the trogs while I take a look around and try to put things in their proper order. First things first; gotta clean up at home before I can deal with the rest. Chucked that elfblooded little bastard out of my squad and recruited new blood! So proud, my own daughter standing beside her father to restore this place to the glory of the Uruk clans!
Okay, the new recruits are getting kitted out now. Amalbagdlatugdur, my own flesh and blood, is joined by Ugburb Burukghagund and Hoashnazg Ughorbigimburz, an Olog. I have the forge (which was a devil to find) making them mithril and welded wolfram weapons.
2nd Granite 127
The prissy swordorcs and overcompensating spearorcs drove off the trogs. Not that big of a deal really. Beginning to set up the lodgings of Reaver squad and our training area, as I've gotten tired of sleeping in the communal barracks.
7th Granite
Who put this elf hut here? Since when do we need their stinking weapons? Bah, this place is corrupted by the outlanders!
*Later*
Got to work on making this place work. There is nowhere for smiths to put bars of metal. There is no treasury for our coin and plunder. What hell is this? I will not be able to fix all of this, but maybe I can do
something.