Journal of Mate the 888th
Don Pedro is beating irrelevant dwarves up and I keep mining adamantine while trying to figure out how to pump magma to build the chalice of Armok...
I must keep digging... Try not to flood the mines again and dig more... I need the adamantine... The city, the empire needs it! Dwarfkind will rule, and we will use our adamantine to dominate the lower races! Those inferior beings who don't dare to venture into the dark! KEEP DIGGING! We will stare at the void, and if it stares back, we will stab it to death! We will not be stopped by the demons in the dephts! No god will stop us, and the riches will make us all sickeningly wealthy for the rest of our lives! KEEP DIGGIN! DEEPER! DEEPER!
Deeper
What?
Come, dwarf. Come to me. Come to us.
No... It can't be...
Just dig a little more... We shall grant you power behind your wildest dreams...
That voice... The voice I would never be able to forget, no matter how hard I try...
You just have to... Help us out a bit. It's quite unconfortable down here, and we would love to see the surface once more...
It's Osp.
Deeper, dwarf, deeper. Stare at the void. Embrace the void, and we shall make you a god.
No...
Just tell them to channel some more floors. A couple of levels. Make sure to stick to the pillar.
No, no, no, no, NO!
Let us out... It was a long time since we last met. I wouldn't mind a reunion.
GET OUT OF MY HEAD! GET OUT OF MY HEAD! GETOUTOFMYHEADGETOUTOFMYHEADGETOUTOFMYHEADGETOUTOFMYHEAD [The next five pages contain the same words repeated over and over again. Mate had to be restrained until he calmed down]
I can't... Continue anymore... This place is stronger than me... And if I stay in command, either greed or outright boredom will make me free them. Free Osp. I can't risk the city like that. I can't risk myself fellow dwarves like that. I'll leave the rutile hat to whoever comes up first. Whoever he is, I'm pretty sure he will do a better job than I did.
There we go! A bypasser! HEY! DON PEDRO! YOU ARE THE OVERSEER NOW!
"wha..."
THINK FAST!
The rutile hat hits the NOYB in the nose, fracturing it!
Don Pedro is now enraged!
Oh, well, that'll be another tantrum to the list.
At least I'm still the hammerer.
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I'm very sorry for the delay. I'll post the save later. Don Pedro, I'll send you the plans for the Chalice via PM if you want to continue it.