>Continue hauling.
(sorry if im bad at this and if i dont follow somesort of unwritten code please tell me)
[1] You drop the barrel you are currently holding on your foot breaking several toes
Throw stone onto stockpile down below.
[3] The stone falls into the stock pile and breaks the hand of a dorf attempting to retrieve a stone
Use commotion to steal valuables. Run the opposite direction of the one the militia are going.
[2] you succesfully steal one uncut pink garnet only to run straight into a *microline* chair and stumble dropping the uncut pink garnet.
Use commotion to steal valuables. Run the opposite direction of the one the militia are going.
Apprehend this dirty thief and drag them to the hammerer.
[5] You pull him off the ground and are currently dragging him to the hammer dorfs quarters
Charge out to grab the socks that the overseer forgot to forbid.
[4] you have *pigtail fiber left sock* but are now currently stuck in the middle of a ¨great¨ battle
Begin stockpiling booze, food, and picks. In my room.
[1] as you approach the nearest booze, food, and or pick a guard dorf stops you and soberly says, ¨These supplies are reserved for noble dorfs only leave now peasent!¨
PULL LEAVER
[4] You pull *Platinum lever* and you here a loud rumbling in the upper floors
Drop thing I was hauling and run, only to be hit with a strange mood and driven toward the workshop nearest the fighting.
[5] You drop the barrel of sunshine that you were hauling and charge for the lower dormatories but as you run an unrecognized voice starts wispering in your ear and you are unable to anything but imagine this great construct that it describes and before long you find yourself sprinting for the mason workshop in the midst of the ¨great¨ battle
DORF
DORF SO HARD
SO HARD IT HURTS
[4] you have a minor concussion from dorfing so hard
Grab my gear and join my squad.
[6] You drop what you were holding. you arm yourself with your *platinum war hammer* and your full set of adamantin armor. You charge into the heat of battle as your squad chants you ,the commander, on as you bash gobo heads in.
ACTIVATE THE BRIDGEAPULT LEVER!
[3] the bridgapult fires a granite block into the horde of gobos
Organize party at the local statue garden.
[6] all non military dorfs and even the ¨great¨ nobles join in the joy and festivities, the nobles allow you to use their royal provisions to feed the crowds at the party.
(sorry for taking forever to respond)