SQUIDGEN'S DIARY JOURNAL FEELINGS BOOK METALSMITHING STORIES
First Granite, 193
I've decided to keep a record of my days of metalsmithing here in Bridgedstreams. We recently got a new overseer after Grim quit. Can't say I blame him, having the fate of all humankind on his shoulders and all. No one talks about it, but we all know this is our species last chance.
The overseer told me to start making some copper morningstars to replace the silver ones we have now. I don't know who decided to have silver ones made, but these new ones should be better at fighting off the buzzards around here. Silver is known for a lot if things, but being sharp isn't one.
3rd Granite, 193
I was told to make some copper boots and gauntlets today. I don't know why Splint decided that's all the armor the soldiers need. I hope he knows what he is doing.
9th Granite, 193
The new food cellar was completed today, which is great and all, except that it is UNDERGROUND! Sweet mother of Armok, I have stubbed my toes in there on rocks that nobody has bothered to pick up. I don't know about anyone else, but I'm sure not a dwarf!
15th Granite, 193
I tried to start a party today with disastrous results. Spirits had been running low, especially after Hathur has been unable to get out of bed, despite being perfectly healed. Very strange indeed. Before the party got started, Splint came in and flipped a table, screaming about how we don't have any time to party. I was going to disagree until he threatened to do... gruesome things to me. I called off the party immediately.
16th Granite, 193
People keep making jokes about spears. I have no idea what they mean.
17th Granite, 193
Someone explained the jokes to me. I could have sworn we reproduced using spores. I must be going crazy.
(Can someone post the preference screens for our humans? I want to see what kind of stuff they like)