20th Slate
The party of migrants had finally arrived at its destination. Their leader, having finally shepherded his flock out of the wilderness, could feel the tension in him release as the fortress came into view.
Skirting mounds of partially rotten goblin and troll skeletons, the migrants followed a steady stream of looters back to the heavily trapped bridge that served as the entrance of the fortress. Several dwarves, already unsettled by the field of corpses outside, began to retch as the stench of miasma from the bottom of its pit, where they could easily imagine themselves meeting a watery grave.
The next obstacle in their way was the barracks, where the sounds of metal striking metal could be heard. The migrants were greeted with the sullen stares of the soldiers training there before they returned to their sparring.
The fort proper wasn't anything like they'd been told. The surface was a marsh, strew with the skeletons of even more goblins and trolls, and a few nondescript remains that the migrants didn't like to think about. A seeming eternity of stairs through the muck later, they emerged in the real Demongate, and were promptly directed to the dormitory, where they would spend their first night before rooms were assigned. Somehow, this was made to sound like a perk.
A solitary figure, making her way up from the brewery, paused to watch as the convoy was quickly stripped of its animals for butchery.
"Lazy good fer' nothin' immigrants. Takin' our jobs." Gnora muttered.
"I swear I heard something moving, Urist!"
"For the last time. There's no slade fortress over there. That's just something the miners made up to scare folks."
"If that were true, why did Vlad order the ramps accessing that part of the cavern removed?"
"Probably so idiots like you wouldn't beg him to."
"I'm serious, you know. I definately heard something moving."
"I'll believe that when I hear it to. And I don't want to."
"Vhat do you mean ve need another 20 screw pumps to complete the stack!""Exactly what I said, your lor- Vlad.""I vas hopingk you vere actually jokingk.""Your other projects however are proceeding as planned. The living quarters are being properly furnished, Burial Row is nearing completion -"That vas the worst designed graveyard ever""And, more importantly, your directive to secure the lower cavern has been completed, despite the miners protests. Adamantine mining can now proceed - although I strongly advise against this course of action. Generations of lore tells use that metal is cursed.""Vell vere I come from, generations of lore tells us that adamantine armor keeps you from your dirtnap. Also ve don't burn people at the stake.""Neither do we, despite your belief. Only in extreme cases would such an example be necessary. I'm glad to hear that you and Sir Brenzen have been settling your differences as of late.""He's not such an insufferable prick vhen he's drunk.""I'll try to forget you said that.""Can you tell me vhy ve have traffic designations now?""I assumed you'd want efficiency maximized. Although what you literally said was 'get those lazy elf-fondlers out of the dining room and back to work.'""Either way is good, yes?""Miss Gnora would like to see you, you know.""Is it so she can try to throw acid into my eyes, or to report she 'lost' more seeds?""No comment, your lordship."
Another brief update. I've played to about 30th Slate. Mass smashing is a smashing success. We've also got ourselves three more dedicated soldiers; an archer, an axedwarf and a macedwarf. At this point Thane's squad is mace-majority. If only Thane used a mace that squad could be permanent.
I'll be completing the pumpstack soon, and then we can begin adamantine/steel processing. I have no idea how far the spire actually goes, so I'll be shaving adamantine off the sides for now.
It'd be quite easy to make a weapon that starts grass fires by the end of the turn. It could probably only be fired once a year, but would burn out sieges nicely. We'd loose goblinite clothes, but those are more of a problem than a resource at this point. The problem would be pumping magma through the aquifer. IDK if I'll ever get around to trying to solve that problem.
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