Log Entry 86I've been found out. How I have no idea, but the Guard Captain escorted me to the Queen's office this morning. I've been promoted to a squad under the name The Banners of Oak. I am alone, and carry this bone sword. I know there's a purpose to this. I've been told I can have my Falchion back if I can kill at least three creatures with Broilcacti. While I'm skeptical this is true, I'm going into the caverns of my own volition after sun-down when only two Fortress Guard may be roaming the halls.
If I can find a dozen relatively harmless creatures such as troglodytes and slay them while using this weapon I may be allowed to return to the regular militia. Her majesty was clear however, that I must kill them with the sword itself.Log Entry 87The enemy finally comes, and are better armed than past groups.
The Combat of Tongs, Worshipful Orbs, Friendly Paints, Gilded Flashes, and Gloved Barricades are called to battle, and I join them of my own accord. While I should be hunting for things to kill in the caverns, this seems like a much better use of my talent. The siege engineers are eager as well, as their ballistae may see action (providing the bugbear archers don't shoot them.) An unfortunate oversight however has left both our catapult and one of the ballista inoperable: Trees have grown in their firing line.
The operators also fail to take into account things like needing to be able to see the enemy and abandon their posts as soon as they see a bugbear.
I would have locked the operators in to make them fight, but not all of the marksdwarves were in position, necessitating the door be untampered with. Not that it mattered they proved unable to grasp a simple concept (even the ones with training,) like firing through fortifications.
We could hear the sound of unattended war yaks fighting with the bugbear vanguard, but it was clear they were slain in short order. Likewise it was clear we would see no trade with our kin this year. The enemy is moving into the treeline according to a siege operator, and seem slightly shaken by passing by the broken remains of theirs and the goblins. We are now all mustered.
I pray to Kat and Tobul this isn't my final entry.
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A yak bull charges forth from the treeline and smashes a Macebear.
Dwarves pour out of the main gate and meet the bugbear scouts. Guts are spilled, heads are severed, rolling away spurting whatever blood remains in the skulls.
The Queen leads the hunt of a bugbear marksman. The bone blade is found able to tear flesh and bruise it below the invader's copper scales. Away from the hunt, a hammer shatters bone and a hatchet cleaves skull.
In a single swing each, axe and spearbear fall to Boltsdimpled and Glowpages. A hatchet strike splinter's helm and cleaves bone. A hammer strike sends a helm flying, its owner dead.
Glowpages, Rimfair, and Boltsdimpled become death incarnate. Bugbears not claimed by hatchet or hammer of the three are rendered limp and waiting victims to the following dwarves in their wake. The Queen urges her soldiers forward, eager to see these invaders ground to dust below copper dwarven boot.
The Knights heed their queen's order, and press their assault on the disorganized brigands. Limbs and heads fly by the deft axe-strikes of regimented dwarves, bones and skulls are shattered and crushed by mace and hammer. The Bugbear force folds like a sheet of papyrus, and those furthest behind the fighting begin to waver, and then flee. Several, believed to be perhaps four or five, escape.
The majority do not.
The woodland grounds of Castlefly are stained with blood and vomit. Not a dwarf falls to the primitive raiders and their uncoordinated assault. Some of the less experienced dwarves are shaken as they pass back over the great heaps of gore that were once living bugbears, unused to such terrible and bloody sights.
The trio of bugbears killed on the road are quickly removed, while the rest are left to rot where they fell.
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Log Entry 88The battle was a quick and blood-soaked victory! This bone sword works well enough, at least against things not wearing any (or only very poorly made leather I'd assume,) armor. The two bugbears I struck with it bled anyway. Took out one's foot and knocked the wind out of him, took out another's hand. Grim was quick to move into the bttlefield, a bit of cloth tied around his face to block out the stench of vomit and eh... Other “effluence” around and from the bodies, taking several khopesh off the corpses.
I miss my falchion.Log Entry 89Broilcacti proves able in the role of animal slaying.
That's 2 out of 12 kills I was ordered to get with this weapon. There's one more toad I can hunt but I'll need to wait.
On top of this, we amazingly didn't miss the caravan!Log Entry 90
After the resounding success of the last fight I can't wait to see if we can't lure in more with another export of fine items. And Urvad named his targe. I've also landed a third kill. 1/4 of the way back to my proper blade.
Okay, so got us a little baby update!
The timespan covered here is a good bit of summer (a little after the humans left,) and most of early fall. Not a whole lot happened in the meanwhile up until the bugbears finally, finally, FINALLY came at us, aaaaaand proceeded to collapse like an accordion when they smashed into our dwarves. They tried, they really did, but three trancing dwarves backed by damn near the whole melee militia (a fair chunk of them elites as well,) was simply too great an onslaught.
That bone sword worked surprisingly well, bruising lungs and muscle through copper armor and more than capable of shredding muscle, but it takes quite a bit to kill unarmed animals with it: it took something like a dozen headshots to finally kill the first giant toad and I forget how many for the ant or second toad. Regardless, Mebzuth is stuck with the thing until he kills 9 more enemies.
And even more amazingly we didn't miss the caravans, so I gave them a HUUUUUUUUUUUGE profit margin for the gallons upon gallons of booze, glacium bars, and in the vamarii's case, the copious amounts of spare barrels which are quite handy to have. Oh, and another named targe.
I'm sorry I didn't get more involved with the battle description, but Mebzuth, Gecko, and two others went chasing a lone marksbear instead of going into the main fight until really late. However heroes of the battle are: Axe lord Uvash Boltsdimpled, Hammer Lord Nil Rimfair, and Captain Ilral Glowpages. Anything they went near basically died a slow horrible death due to broken bones if they didn't kill them outright after the first hit. And frankly I overestimated the enemy. I thought for sure one would get a lucky hit in and kill one of our soldiers. Maybe I should add [NOPAIN] to them...
Anyway, I'll try to get another update out within a couple days. Hopefully more battles will come in rapid order. For now? A shower and sleep. Because it's friggen late.
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