"Hail, Mighty Soldiers of Rimtar Čzum."It has come upon me, Lord Goomy of the Castle of Hames, to give you this daunting task. I know that we are all that stands between the Goblins of the South and the Elves of the West and the good Humans of the North and East, as well as our fellow dwarves located in the Mountains at the Center of the Continent of the Heart, our glorious homeland. It is up to us, the Bloody Black Murder of The Castle of Hames, to found a fortress at an incredibly strategic position: the southernmost tip of the Spiteful Hill. This region is not for the faint of heart. It contains foul weather phenomena, a common route between Goblin raiding parties and Human villages, as well as the slight possibility for the existence of undead. Any of you soldiers who wish to participate should speak up as soon as possible. You will be accompanied by a few women in order to take care of the domestic needs of our new Fort. May we protect our allies or die trying!
For the Glory of Rimtar Čzum!
For Her Majesty Queen Črith!"
The soldiers chanted in unison as Lord Goomy stepped down from the pedestal. He wiped sweat off of his brow as General Dodók (who is totally not a vampire) eyed him carefully. Her pale flesh was intimidating. Rumors held that she was ninety-seven years old, but she looked like she was still in her forties. A dark past hid itself behind her eyes, and that dark past seemed to bore its way into Goomy's soul.
"I fear not many of them will join you, Goomy," she spoke.
"I know," Goomy replied, not making eye contact, "This region is dangerous, and despite their apparent patriotism they may not join us."
"That's not what I meant," the General sighed, "Your speech was sub-par, and you were visibly afraid for the lives of those soldiers and your own. They will not follow a coward into the Spiteful Hill."
"Maybe not a coward," Goomy looked up, "But they'll follow one who can lead them to glory. And it may take years for us to be able to find a good leader for these men, but we'll succeed one day. I'm certain."
"Then go," Dodók declared, "And may you lead these men to glory, or die trying."
The two saluted each other and parted. Goomy had some recruits to sign in......
Hey everyone!So I had this idea rolling around my head for a few days now. I originally suggested it in the original Necrochambers thread here:
http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=131081.109Just as a challenge.
Thing is, that'll probably never happen in that succession game since we die every two years. However, I think this fort will survive.
Hopefully.
Maybe.
Probably not more than four years.
In any case, the general gist of this game is the recreation of Spartan society but in Dwarf Fortress...or at least to some extent. If you wanna go hard and fully simulate these badasses during your reign, feel free and refer to your personal knowledge (and assumptions) or visit my best friend Wikipedia right here:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spartan_armyRules are as follows:- All able-bodied men will enter military service upon reaching age 16.
- All men who reach the age of 90-100, based on the overseer's discretion, may retire and no longer be obligated to serve.
- The soldiers are the uppermost caste of society. Below them are retired soldiers, then working women and children.
- Women may not serve in the military. In some rare exceptions such as our General Dodók (who is absolutely not a vampire), you may allow a woman to serve if she does not have any children or is unable to conceive any due to being unmarried.
- It is strictly forbidden to render a squad inactive. An inactive soldier is a lazy soldier at best, and a deserter at worst. Soldiers must train at all times. If they throw tantrums because of this, then it's simply because you did not treat them as a superior member of society like you should be doing.
- You have four days (nice even number) to acknowledge your turn and exactly one week upon confirmation to complete it. Your turn will last either until your dwarf dies or a minimum of one whole year. You can continue playing past a year, but it's generally recommended that you don't to keep turns rounded out.
- You must dorf yourself. Your dwarf will be enlisted into the military and will serve as a militia captain or a regular soldier, depending on your personal preference. I won't be in charge of dorfing you unless you want to be dorfed as a reader, which I don't have a problem with arranging.
- AXES AND HAMMERS ONLY.
Note that this place has pretty much no weapons-grade metals occurring naturally. No shallow metals at all, but some Deep Metals and Very Deep Soil. So be warned: we're pretty much dependent on caravans, assuming they don't get brutalized by the wildlife. So yes, I have placed us in a near-impossible situation. No, I do not expect this to be easy. Yes, I expect this to be Fun.
Let's go.
Turn List:
Pink is Waiting,
Red is Skipped,
Yellow is Occurring, and
Green is passed.
1)
BlackMuffin2)
Woobmonkey3)
4maskwolf4)
KingBacon (dat name tho)5)
Grimmash6)
puutuulion7)
Nidilap ShadowHammerDorfed ReadersFireCrazy
Talonis Wolf
Retroblu
For Sparta!