The time has come to formally end this.
Part 6: In which we bid the town of Mastertea adieu
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From the Journal of
Gnorm Foul Psyche Witch
7th Limestone, 556
Dug out a section of the fort for a food stockpile. It'll all rot if left outside.
10th Limestone, 556
I've not seen my wife for about a week now; I hope that she's all right.
11th Limestone, 556
The craftsman has finally begun his mysterious construction; thank the gods! I was worried that we would have another madman on our hands.
16th Limestone, 556
The craftsman has finally revealed his creation to be a bag.
It's pretty glorified, but it is also pretty cool. I think I'll put it in my room.
17th Limestone, 556
Today I found my wife, dead, on our bed, drained of all her blood. I'll find whatever monster did this, and I will murder him with my bare hands.
7th Sandstone, 556
Some more migrants have arrived; this quite possibly means more vampires in my fort. I'll keep a close watch on these ones.
17th Sandstone, 556
Today, my late wife was interred in a private tomb in the fort. I shall have the entrance walled off, to prevent any possible defilement.
13th Timber, 556
Our mechanic has become possessed today. I fear for him, considering what happened the last time someone became possessed here.
Supplementary Entry
The mechanic has claimed a mechanic's workshop, and has set about to collect materials. A merchant caravan has arrived, which I could easily predict by the sound of an explosion in the distance. The wounded merchants are leaving bloody trails all over this site.
16th Timber, 556
The forested ones have arrived as well. Perhaps we'll be able to obtain the thread the mechanic requires.
21st Timber, 556
My third daughter has been lost to me, but I believe that I have found the murderer in this fort. The potash maker will pay for his crimes!
1st Moonstone, 556
I have beaten the criminal senseless, but I'm not finished yet. I'll punish him for other crimes that have been committed in the past. I'll make this beast pay with its life!
4th Moonstone, 556
Yet another daughter of mine has died in this cursed place! I no longer wish to survive out in this land. I now realize that I must purge the planet of this site!
1st Opal, 556
Our mechanic has become stricken with melancholy upon being unable to complete his construction. My family is down to my eldest daughter and I. The fort is too crowded; nothing ever gets done.
7th Obsidian, 556
Fort Mastertea is becoming just like what the original catacombs of Mastertea were. It is brought with anger, blood, and death. I am seriously considering taking my child, and leaving.
17th Obsidian, 556
Damn it! the spider-centaurs may serve to prevent my escape from occurring. Their army, however small it may be, is stronger than anything that we have! I have little hope.
19th Obsidian, 556
I have sent a small group to attempt to stop the centaurs. I doubt that they will succeed, but it may buy me time to execute my plan. I hope to dig into the original catacombs and hide there; the stench of death will keep the centaurs out.
28th Obsidian, 556
I've heard reports of yet another spider-centaur force; I must work more quickly!
8th Granite, 557
The spider-centaur force has been fought off. Now is the time to cut my losses, and leave. I'm taking my daughter and closing the fort. To those halflings who wish to follow me, I will not stop you. I believe that I shall leave this journal here, just in case any halfling decides that he wants to build this town back up to whatever glory it once had.
Mastertea, I bid you adieu.
P.S.
Halfling, I believe that you forgot to update the file size on the main page for the last two versions.