Alrighty, sorry I wasn't able to get a post in yesterday.
OVERSEER'S LOG: ENTRY THREE
Okay, overseeing operations to ensure several things happen.
First is trade with those elves. Next is THE FUCKING SOAP. Then we have my new room.
But what's this? Someone has reported to me that a new birth has taken place!
Glorious day! Within the next few years we'll have another worker yet!
I told our mayor to get his act together. Everyone else is so busy and he's just standing around in the depot. There are no trade goods in there yet, dude. I told him to go haul some himself if it gives him something to do. Armok damn it all. The moment we have goods in the depot, our mayor is fast asleep. We won't be doing business in bed, you know!
On a side note, StupidElves has given birth! More children! More soap required!
Alright, so now that those shenanigans are taken care of, I officially revoke my hauling duties and permit myself to be known as "Le Grand Soaper."
Hopefully it catches on.
Wait a sec...
Disrespect? How many trees are we cutting down? They're HUGE now, why would we need to cut them down by the hundreds? Unless my predecessors REALLY didn't like elves, I see no reason to have done so. We will get this sorted out eventually, I suppose. For better or worse.
I now take it upon myself to construct the asheries that will be crucial in the soap-making process. Let's do this! Our mayor arrived at the depot, and I trade some excess clothing for various fruits. Our booze will be as diverse as the caves below. Now, on to the soaping! They're also almost done excavating my room, so I order the stone smoothed.
This will be a glorious chamber indeed.
I order my door be put in place as well. No need to wait for that, am I right?
Danger? I know we were "Under Siege" not too long ago, but there's no real danger as far as I'm concerned. Ah well. I can't change the way they think. But hey, more laborers! And maybe someone to HELP ME MAKE THE DAMN SOAP.
Also, I just noticed that some animals are going hungry. They're just standing around INSIDE THE FORT without a pasture. That's gonna have to be fixed. Seriously, there were no other pastures. What were my predecessors thinking? Maybe it was removed due to siege, but whatever. Problem solved.
Oh boy, it's that time again, folks! Glorious craftsdwarfship! Glorious items! Inspired by Armok himself! Can't wait to see what becomes of this fey mood. He claims a craftsdwarf workshop. Awesome. Let's hope it's something absolutely astounding!
I order more smelting done in the process, because we can't have enough metal.
My room is almost finished. In order to get it done quickly, I promote some of our idle friends to the mining profession. Make haste, now!
Our moody one has begun their mysterious construction. Made of...
Not the most impressive materials, but it's all in the presentation! We shall see.
I order a temporary wood furnace be built right next to the wood stockpiles. I can't find the other one. So this'll have to suffice. The process for making the soap is unnecessarily long due to the lack of organization, but it will be done. There WILL be soap.
It's finished! A gauntlet you say? I have no one in mind to wear it yet, however I am curious to see what it looks like.
Huh. It's actually pretty tame as far as artifacts go. Still a beauty, though.
Also, apparently we have
magma crabs in our cages. They're kinda cute.
I order more buckets be made, because lye is on the way.
SOAP OPERATIONS ARE GO, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.
Oh boy, I can't wait for this! No more will injured dwarves be infected due to lack of cleanliness! No more will our dwarves be filthy! No more will we be without a place to put our insane! SOAP HAS ARRIVED!
That's all the time I have for now, folks! What a journey it's been, getting the soap. On a side note, can anyone tell me where the other wood furnace is? Seriously, I can't find it.