Your ship arrives at the bay. There is another ship here. Your crew really aren't happy you made them set out in the depths of winter, but are overjoyed to finally reach land.
Can't Think Of A Title Four: The MisnameningEstablish roads between each of the settlements, the city, and the delta fort.
Concentrate bulk of forces not at the delta to the settlement nearby the delta after the roads are completed.
Build up Delta Fortress(es).
Establish quarries and mines in the mountainous areas for resources.
Establish farms to support the population.
Expand population.
Begin diplomatic relations with BFEL and Lukeinator.
Have mage division continue work upon utilizing magic.
You briefly divert workers from the city project to clear a road to connect your settlement forts. The goblins use these roads to transport trees to the Delta Fortresses, fortifying them more thoroughly. When that's done, you start mining out rock from the hillside, finding some chunks of native copper as you go. Farms are also built, your seed supply planted for later. The mage division has made no progress beyond that one headache that one goblin got when he headbutted a mage. This may not really be an effective use of your followers.
Start training smiths, expand population, order an expedition to the western mountains.
Now that the mountain pass has opened and they're bringing you ores again, you set your smiths to work creating ever more delicate metalwork, to increase their skills. You also assemble a group of workers, team them up with two members of the militia, and order them to climb the passes of the western mountains. They report back some time later with news of more settlements beyond.
Research even more advanced mining technology.
You begin work on experimental water-freeze techniques for fracturing rocks, opening a new, open-air mining pit for testing. Lots of metal coming in and being smelted.
Same as before. If ships and nets done and ice is gone, send out fishing boats
Your longboat was completed, so you fit it with your vine nets, and send the boat out to trawl for food. It's quite successful, and you now have lots of fish, all the extra of which is being salted and barreled.
Negotiate with the new people, first off ask if they have any smiths that are not completely terrible. Then give them a nice little feast of sweetmeats. Hope they are not vegans.
Expand to completely surround our great lake, and obtain more horsies.
Begin extensive breeding program, both for our colonists, and for the horsies with the aim of making better ones. EUGENICS FTW
Train up some pikepeoples.
Your colonists clear the trees around the lake, piling the logs for later use, and set traps and corrals for the horses. The colonists happily butcher all the slow, lame, and unruly horses, leaving only the agile and docile behind. You also have the horse that kicked you where it hurts killed too. The bastard.
Your military training is going well. Pointy end towards enemy and all that.
You talk with the arrivals over a feast of meat and meat products, which they eat with gusto. Apparently they've been eating dried salted beef mostly for the last few months. You get around to the topic of smiths, and they say that yes, their colonization party has a few decent smiths.
Greet these orange peoples and try to set up a trade deal with them. Start production on more advanced mining techniques so we can strike metal.
You offer to trade them lots of neatly chiseled stone blocks in exchange for general goods and maybe metals. Your own attempts to mine for them hit a dead end - but yuo do find a lovely shimmery sort of rock at the bottom of your open-pit mine.
Winter has passed, and it is springtime now. The snow in the mountains is melting rapidly, filling the streams to overflowing. Navigating them for the next month or so would be foolhardy.
There is no magic in your population. It is rumoured that necromancers haunt the Dead Lands, creating beasts twisted from their graves, but nobody has yet made it past the wastes to reach them. Or wants to.
Populations: Are set when the player asks for a populationcheck. Up until then, assume around thirty.