Journal of Mate the 888th, Overseer of DoomforestsAnd so it begins...
OPEN THE GATES!
Mate the 892nd charges throught the door!
The spider webs him and many others!
It's raising its foot!
No!
NO!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
HE'S KILLING EVERYONE! RUN!
This...
This is all my fault...
The beast was unable to break the door. Now I opened it for it.
I... I doomed the fort.
No. This shall not stand! Those brave dwarves won't be sacrificed in vain! While they fight, try to seal that hallway, that floor, I don't know, just SEAL IT! EVACUATE THE LOWER LEVELS, EVERY DWARF IN THE JAILS OR THE LOWER FARMS IS BY HIMSELF NOW!
I order all hallways to be sealed. I don't know if they will be able to lock them all.
ShapedWhispers is dead, the beast was hit quite hard by a marksdwarf using my fallen heir's spear, but the beast is still standing, and there's not enough dwarves to end the beast.
This is the end.
Fellow Doomforesters. I failed you. I let a beast enter this fortress, I let it kill our soldiers and civilians, and I let it destroy our fort. We can only pray and wait until the end now. We will-- Wait, what?
YES!
Oh no.
Yep. He's dead.
YOU! BYSTANDERS! YES, YOU, SENSHUKEN IV (although you alredy were in the squad, you are just lazy), ETHAN, SKAIA, DRAZOTH, SAKZUL, VUTOK, OLIN AND TUN! GO JUMP OVER THAT BEAST UNTIL IT DIES!
Tun is dead.
Ethan is dead.
Senshuken IV is standing there doing nothing while the real dwarves die.
Drazoth III is dead.
Senshuken is dead.
Skaia is dead.
Sakzul is dead.
Olin is dead.
Vutok is dead.
Sakzul is dead.
The entrance to the magma jails and the main fort is sealed. But there was no way to seal the ladder that leads to the underfarm.
Taupe, Drokles, another dwarf and a llama are trapped in there. Taupe thought he would be safe if he locked himself inside with his closest friends and a llama, and now he is going to die. He was a good dwarf and--
Oh crap.
Taupe, you are the luckiest dwarf in the world.
In contrast, we are the unluckiest dwarves in the world.
The beast doesn't go down but instead it goes up, into the main fort, finding and attacking an architect ((that would be you, Dark One)).
I ordered hallways to be sealed, Smuntsu will be abandoned, the farms with Taupe and Drokles and the jails with the vampire, too, but the fort will be saved.
Wait.
As I say that, a mason and a sworddwarf charge at the beast. The mason breaks the beast's legs with a pick while the sworddwarf blocks the attacks.
The mason got killed, but we still have a soldier fighting the beast, wich may be our last hope.
The soldier is dead. There's no hope left.
Wait, what!?
As the dwarves, hunting giant bats and llamas escape, as the doctor and managers hide and pray, a spider breathes its last, a dwarven peasant rises, covered in blood, and the Doomforesters cheer:
"Nil! Nil! Nil! Nil!"
The beast is dead.
The torment is over.
Doomforests is still standing.
As the dwarves mourn their loved ones, doors are unlocked, heroes are praised and Taupe scavanges the corpses, I look into the
sky roof, and shed a tear.
My emergency heir is dead, along with many of my friends. But the fortress is safe. Again narrowly escaping from catastrophe.
For we are dwarves, and Nifih, the lizard-demons, the greenskins or whoever is aganist us will have to try harder in order to defeat us.
Doomforests will prevail.