26th Malachite, 195Put Galka to work as a miner. Decided we should do a little digging around in the mines, see if we can't find something useful.27th Malachite, 195Never do exploratory mining kiddies.Grim and I are going to go down and do some scouting. Ab says so far all they've seen down there is alot of gems, blue stuff (I think Ab called it cobaltite or some nonsense,) and copper.-
What in the fuck is that thing??Well, whatever it was, it died pretty easy.1st Galena, 195Told the others about some kind of big... I dunno, looked kinda like an ostrich but... Wrong. And it looked like it had elk horns. Regardless, we're gonna set some traps to see if we can catch them; maybe the smell of delicious overland grasses will attract them since I'm pretty sure I saw them eating some of the really dense moss.[It'll be an array of 1x2 (and maybe before year's end 2x2) cages on the sides that are exposed for catching herds of elk birds and draltha. I figure that'll do the job and anything that slips through the militia can deal with.]
5th Galena, 195Highmax suggested we put together a group of bowmen to deal with the damned buzzards. Seems like a good use for these refugees, so I'm gonna see about getting an iron bow made for the officer and some wooden ones for the rest. Got plenty of ammo to train with thanks to Highmax.13th Galena, 195I didn't realize we were short on bows or quivers until the damned buzzards came back. Fucking things are pecking at people and generally being a nuisance. One got what was comin' to'em when a dog ripped it apart. A few others were chased off by the yak herd's matriarch when they were picking on one of the calves. Damned things have made off with some of our fresh catches from the river too.
We're also out of drink, so I suppose I'll need to grab one of the new folks and have them help with barrel production. Not like some of them have anything better to do.19th Galena, 195Osplek decided to name his mace. Seems like he's gotten a little too attached to it, but hey a loved weapon is a well taken care of weapon, and that translates into a sharp, deadly weapon. Translates to Riskyimpale I think. Since it's spiky I suppose that's actually pretty fitting.Also it seems we bagged us an elk... Bird... Thing. I think I'm just gonna call them elk birds. [First catch already!
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Ok, so there's another update. Fall's nearly upon us. Dunno if we'll get any visitors, but one can hope. also, here's some building stuff.
Our two newest Workshops. Obviously unfinished.
Our shiny new depot that we spent most of summer building after the caravan left. Floored the spot under the Depot over with shitstone and threw the rest of the boulders into the river and restricted it from being used.
Anyway, sorry I'm taking so long.