Ghills successfully aquire 3 bags, about a two hundred fish units, and maybe 100 fruits, strawberries and otherwise. We'll turn these into some homemade wine, that'll train our brewers and give some idlers a thing or two to do.
More migrants have arrived. That means more useless mouths to feed, and as many idlers to order around. The best idea I can come up with is a set of rooms above the main hall. I'm a pretty decent mason and architect at this point, so by ordering people around with some micromanagement, we get a lot of shit done quickly. More dwarves also means that ensuring the loyalty of the oldest, most useful citizen is important. I'll give the handfull of fellows whose names I can actually remember these awesome rooms. Ghills, McKiwi and McOtherguy, TheFlame, NQT, and our knight of beasts.
The easiest design is to remove some flooring and replace it by walls. I'm a few urists short of adding a 7th room at the end of the corridor, so instead I make a set of stairs, so the cool dwarves can get to their room without using the north staircase. Everything is done in two days.
Yet, we are still unable to get those fucking two squares floored. Really, people? I'm going to sit here and punch people as they pass by until someone gets it right. If you can't get floors there, maybe add another set of stairs. We have a ton of people running around back and forth to the like, 2 beds upstairs, so bigger staircases won't hurt. at this point I don't even care. Just deconstruct everything around if that helps.
Well, there's your problem, you bunch of idiots, there was a cedar log stuck underneath the floor. It's been two seasons, and the reason you were telling me about a creature occupying site was actually, a log. Ok, you suck, I'm staying here and designating every space manually, and pointing it to an idler. You, move this. You, move that.
Progress is made at a spectacular speed, as long as i remain on site as a master builder, and order every tile to be filled as soon as it,s reachable. This keeps half the idlers hauling rocks, and the other half moving new blocks to the emptied stockpiles. Fair enough. The only problem i see is that Bembur, that inefficient manager, is doing nothing. Even without any duties including hauling or construction, he has not approved a single work order in two months. We have still no beds for the dorms, no bins, no barrels. Even the rock blocks aren't getting made properly. For an accomplished organizer, Bembur is kind of terrible at being the McManager.
I turn to Gnott QT, our ex-mayor and only dwarf I truly believe in.
''Can you get the manager job done?
-I know nothing about organizing, but I'll see what I can do. anything to get a desk again, really.''
Within a day, everything has been approved. Good job, manager QT. He offers some good suggestion, which I heartily approve. The idle dwarves are to constantly emty the faraway stockpiles on the other sides of the canyon, and bring back block bins and wooden logs to the closest piles, as soon as they are emptied. that way, we don't have to go and grab extra materials far away when in a rush. He adds orders for wooden furniture, to stuff his room and the others, then add a few smelting jobs, so we can get the forges running.
Now may be a good time to set some workers to leatherworking, which we couldn't do earlier this year. We set a few adult dogs to be killed, since we have about 12 puppies. the leather will be used to make ten backpacks and quivers.
It's not even halfway through the fall season, and the rooms are already complete. While browsing the blueprints, I realize how easy it would be to simply add a second layer of rooms. Add walls on the top of the bottom walls, and flooring over the new rooms, and we are in business. The staircase already leads to the roof, and there won't be anything to deconstruct, appart from the south staircases which must be expanded upward. To work, my loyal and complaining subjects!
some may oppose my tyraniccal focus on infrastructure over idling, but none can deny that I fullfilled my end of the bargain. We are now well stocked in plants, fruits, prepared meals, meat and fish, as well as cheese. We also have a variety of brewed beverages, and there's now a dinning hall to feast and party. People now have a dorm, some have rooms, and we no longer spend half the workday emptying sand from our shoes.
Oh shit, shoes. We have no clothes!
News of my progress has reached the mountainhomes. The leaders of the decisive Nets know what I'm capable of, and now recognize Murderflood as part of a barony, which I shall call the Barony of Cactusson. The good liason would know if I have a suggestion for the new baron. Why, yes, I very much do.How about Deus Asmoth, for example? He so happens to already be named Lord of Cactusson. What a coincidence!
speaking of coincidences revolving around my husband, it seems that my dear mother has finally died. What a tragedy! My sister Urdim now rules the Decisive Nets as queen. Which is weird, since both Atis and Iden are actually older than Urdim. However, I am too devastated by such a dire revelation to actually care about succession details. Poor mother! Did she at least learn of my success here before her tragic and suspicious poison-related death? I seek my husband and soon-to-be baron, Deus Asmoth, but he is as shaken as I am. All he can do is smile from grief, writing letters in his office, while muttering ''four to go now''.
At least the outpost liaison is my cousin, and he offers a few kind words. He asks if there's anything he can do to help me. YES I want pretty dresses. I am to become a baroness, which is not as cool as being a princess but they sort of stack together. I can't be wearing old rags, or non-fancy rags, or rags at all. Also the peasants probably want pants and i guess sandals too. Make sure to include a bunch of bags, maybe some glass windows 'cause they be pretty, and hum more fruits would definitely help, both for drinks and because deserts sucks when you eat only dry meat.
Fall will be over soon. I decide I'll finish the building projects, set a few things in order, and pass on the leadership to our manager Gnott QT. He seems to be getting the hang of things around here, more than the old manager ever did. He was once mayor, too, so that sort of validate his claim for overseer. I have a hard time focusing on my tasks now that mother has passed away. I'll probably have a ton of meetings and balls and dancing parties to attend once I'm both a baroness and a princess, and also the queen's younger sister. Being important is hard work. You don't know this. You're just a peasant.
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