Armok just brought me two huge turkeys, one Roc flavored, one Dragon flavored. Ugh. So full. Slipping into tryptophan coma. Someone help me eat all these leftovers! How big are rocs compared to dragons? 150 dragon meat to 850 roc meat, at year 553 (not sure when these turkeys were born, though.)
As if these blessings weren't enough, Armokclause has come early and given me a sixty story candy cane for Armoksmas.
The thing is, I think this may be a reward for being part of the most badass dwarven civilization ever. I noticed that every single immigrant arrived with at least some dodge ability, and 90% had level 3 or better weapon skills. So I copied a save and looked in legends.
The dwarves of The Clear Abbey have never lost a battle. And we really, really like fighting. Half the time the goblins begged for mercy, we said, "No peace." But seeing as one of our primary gods is a god of freedom, you know, when we conquer goblins we sometimes let them join our civilization. All the royalty are dwarves, but our general is a goblin. He's our second goblin general. Our first one was eaten by a dwarven were-giraffe, cursed by that same freedom god.
My only problem is that it looks like, where Armok has given, he has taken away as well. Four years in and not a single goblin ambush. I plopped this fort down right in the middle of a goblin kingdom, I was hoping for some action! But no, it seems that no goblins want to throw down!
Oh Armok, I just figured it out.
Fat dwarves stuffed full of giant birds, rich with natural resources, exporting nothing but war, in the name of freedom?
We're the Americans.