Roll for the tie...Bookkeeping it is!
You make your way up the central staircase. You pass haulers and miners returning from the sphalerite-mines, as well as fortress guards with their iron hammers. You finally make your way to the top of the fort, where the noble offices lie. You take a quick break to catch your breath, then talk to the guards there.
"Where is the bookkeeper?"
They point down the hall, and you follow one to the bookkeeper. You pass gold doors, then steel doors, then simple stone doors. You wonder if this is some kind of a joke, when you finally reach a simple wooden door at the far end of the hall. The door opens on a small room, three urists wide and only as deep. In the center is a desk covered in scrolls and books. Behind the desk sits a withered old dwarf, sliding beads on an abacus and scribbling numbers in a book.
"Hello? Sir? I'd like to become an apprentice..."
The old dwarf looks up with suspicion.
"Are you joking? If this is some kind of joke I'll call the guards!"
After a few minutes of arguing, you convince him that you're serious. He schedules your lessons and asks you if you have a place to stay. You don't really, but you don't know what to say. If the nobles stuck him in this office, you don't want to think about his quarters. But where else could you go? Your parent's quarters? You would feel like a failure. The migrant dormitory? You might get attacked by a vampire!
Inventory:Small Clothes
5 AxeHalted Zinc Coins(10 dorfbucks)
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Topic: Life in the Fortress(Suggestion Game) (Read 806 times)