I will be editing this post a lot. I will only post 4 times, once per season.
That said, here are my reactions upon arriving to the fort:
Diary of a Mad MinionSpring.
All I ever wanted to do was to pet a Plague Wraith. I mean, how many Dwarves have done that and lived? I heard that one had been captured in the north, at the border. As such, I came there as fast as I could. I had to sneak around about 60 Kitties to get into the fort. I guess they want to pet the legendary Wraith too.
As soon as I stepped into the fort, a frazzled looking dwarf said "Hey, are you the new overseer" and then tossed a large purple cap at me with "overseer" written on it. As soon as it touched my head, I suddenly knew things, things about places I had never been, and I only had one thought:
"Why is there only 7 Booze?!"
I decided to see how the militia of the fort is handling, with all the fans outside. Crowd Control would be important with those rabid groupies outside. Unfortunately, it appears that the militia has not been fully equipped, and needs more armor.
Deciding what to do will be a headache. I will deal with it tomorrow. Dang catgirls(and boys).
After some temporal diorentation, I have decided to log the stocks (and no, I do not need the woodcutter's help). Overnight, some no good cheezemaker or gelder drank 3 of the booze, leaving 4 behind.
Booze levels are so low, dwarves are actively praying for a miracle.
There are coffins in the hallways
This fort needs a miracle.
It has me:
Armok help us all.
Turns out that this fort isn't actually on the edge of destruction.
From what I have been told, The previous overseer ordered just about every industry to be suspended before he left. I quickly told my minions that they could actually work again, so booze levels are at 30 and rising. I also met with the militia, and from what they have told me, they just need equipment. Unfortunately, no one seems to know how to make a nightstick, or a riot shield, so I guess I need to be creative when getting equipment for my Security Dwarves. Bronze is being made down in the magma forges (which were particularly badly designed). I am fixing a mistake that would have let magma crabs and other nasty things in.
There was a lack of trash bins inside the fort: apparently the standard procedure was to dump refuse outside. However, the doors are sealed to keep the Groupies out, so I made an internal trash pit with a triple airlock.
Felsite 19th.
Cat Groupies just left. I guess they got bored or something. A hunter just walked in through the gates. He was rather skinny, almost famished. He said that he had spent a couple of months outside, trapped between the Cats and a locked door. When I asked him how he survived, he told me that he was a magic dwarf, and could turn invisible. He then proceed to vanish, and then drank my secret stash of Sunshine.
I like where this is going.
Also, it was so Rowdy in the Crowd outside that a ghost died! I wonder where a dead ghost goes to, and if it's remains can be harvested?
That's all for tonight. I will post more tomarow.