Started over due to the crash. Cats survived. Bear stole some food and drink.
Captain's Log: 28 SlateMilked and made cheese from our water buffalo before slaughtering it. It was already hungry, and there is no food for it. But it will provide just a little more food for us. Though, I fear it will be far too little.
Captain's Log: 4 FelsiteMarch of the Penguins. I have sent out Matoro to gather all the penguin she can before the skeletal polar bears get them. Between that and the goo, we are doing these penguins a favor. Still, we have made the first small steps towards a fort. We now have a dining room and a few beds. But we have no way to replenish the drink supply. We must dig down. Perhaps there will be our answer.
Captain's Log: 16 FelsiteOur militia bagged one penguin but then got caught in the muck. I hope they make it back alive.
Captain's Log: 9 HematiteMarch of the giant penguins. The military is still recovering from the last ordeal. But we need the food.
I took a survey of our wares and only 8 drinks left. We must find a way to grow soon, or at least a water source. Bim believes that if he digs down, he may find an aquifer. It'll have to make do.
Captain's Log: 26 HematiteMigrants! And foul goo from the heavens. Will they make it inside?
Captain's Log: 28 HematiteThe evil weather has massacred the penguins, and some have already begun embracing undeath. We dare not go out to bring the others to the butcher, lest we to die and rise. Besides, the penguins are probably poisonous at this point. IO only hope the migrants will not run afoul of them.
Captain's Log: 2 MalachiteAll made it past the yeti, including all three wax workers. I set the Iteb, the Engraver to work. And we may one day need a weaponsmith, should we find fuel in this blasted place. But even Tieranus cannot find a single bee for miles around. There is no wax.
Captain's Log: 23 MalachiteWe have struck an aquifer and are using it to irrigate a small patch of rock. Alas, with no wood, we are forced to use our one bucket. But already, there is some progress. The water is potable as well, so we are no longer dying of thirst.
Though, we have few other weapons, I have instructed Matoro to teach his art to two of our waxworkers. We shall need an army if we mean to survive out here.
Captain's Log: 1 LimestoneAutumn comes and with it a death. Just when we had need of a planter, Urvad destroyed the door and allowed in a throng of undead little penguins. Though he did not survive, our army ensured everyone else did. I am unconvinced that undead are safe to eat, but the Weaponsmith assured me he could get some good meat off them. The Weaponsmith?
Captain's Log: 15 SandstoneMatoro is upset. We all are. But she was closest to Urvad. I try to tell her that she did all she could and that things can only get better. But she won't hear of it. Still she is not following Urvad to doom, so that is something.
Captain's Log: 14 TimberOur mason slipped while building the depot outside. One minute, he was perfectly healthy. The next, his leg was broken. It is currently under mend, but we can not cast it unless the caravan makes it here. At least, there is a trade depot now.
Captain's Log: 1 MoonstoneSpinner also severely wounded. Not sure why. We weren't attacked. And the goo never had this effect before. Nor do the traders seem to mind it. Strange
Captain's Log: 11 MoonstoneOne of the Merchant animals exploded. Definitely something in the air. Still, the fortress is certainly improving. We have food, drinks, engravings, cloth, and stitches. We we prevail. If only I could convince the others.
Captain's Log: 1 ObsidianOur mason and dyer died peacefully in their sleep. I do not understand it.
Everyone suddenly died, and all sorts of weird things happened. The farm plot disappeared. I'm going to redo winter, and see if I cannot figure out what happened.