Journal of Mate the 888th, Overseer of DoomforestsDrazoth has spent quite a while on the deep mines, near the adamantine. He said that he was there to build the craftdwarf's shop, but he's taking his time if that's what he's really doing down there... I don't blame him, though. Raw adamantine is truly a sight to behold.
Anyway, I'll go take a look at the trade depot, let's see how everything's doing and--
Shit.
I TOLD YOU TO TAKE THE CAGED GOBLIN, NOT THE CAGE
AND THE GOBLIN!
Thankfully, the greenskin only complained about the state of his clothes before being dogpiled by the army. Thank the gods they are a real military now and not a ragtag militia. Sadly, a hamster woman also broke free somehow, so I think we won't be able to sell the prisioners to the humans.
Damn laws abolishing slavery!
Now, you dregs there, don't touch those cages! I'll see to dump those gobbos to the lava, maybe put one of them with Smuntsu if I feel like it.
Two goblins are designated to be sacrificed. The other will stay caged and
maybe be taken to Smuntsu's office. He'll tell her why dwarves are good and their demon gods are bad.
Meanwhile, some soldiers are dispatched to take care of the stray hamster woman, who ran downstairs into the second level, sat on a stockpile and started to contemplate her life choices as she heard the steps of a squad of crossbowdwarves above her head.
The marksdwarves shoot her down and leave the poor thing to bleed out with four arrows stuck in her heart. I order them to throw her at the magma lake. Armok hasn't recieved any sacrifices in a while, and he's not going to be pleased with only two goblins.
Hm... There seems to be larger concentrations of adamantine near semi-molten rock. I'll investigate.
My suspects of Don Pedro being somehow releted to evil entities have been confirmed. He is now screaming like a child, throwing stuff around and making quite a scene, actually. At least he stopped quickly when he got hungry and only chucked two sharp objects at a child, both of wich were dodged. Oh, well, back to the mines...
Tekkud, be careful with that channeling, we don't want
the adamantine you to be covered in magma, oka--HOLY SHIT
"And with that, Tekkud, I proclaim you Miner in Chief!"
"But... I'm a mason, sir."
"Do you want the adamantine or not?"
"..."
"That's what I tought."
GO AND HOLLOW THIS MOUNTAIN UP!
I'll turn the adamantine into strands, then into wafers, then into weapons and armor. The army will be kitted out like never before. We will clean the caverns of every wicked creature. We will take them over. We will endure as the greatest Mountainhome that has ever existed! We will conquer HELL if necessary! With all this adamantine, the whole world will fall at our feet! The ambitious humans on their cities in the plains, the elven kingdoms in the jungle, the goblin towers, even those pesky kobold and animalmen tribes! They shall all succumb to us! They all shall surrender or die! This world will fall under the flame of dwarven industry, under the edge of an adamantine sword, under the banner of the Hall of Mortality, the banner of the Town of Stroking, the banner of Doomforests! We shall rule the world! This is just the beginning, do you hear me!? THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING! DOOMFORESTS SHALL NOT FALL! EVERYONE SHALL FALL TO DOOMFORESTS!