First Update:
Oh by Armok’s Blood why am I here? Don’t answer that, it’s rhetorical, I know the answer. Some genius bureaucrat up in the Mountainhomes a few hundred years ago made up some stupid law where someone can only run a fortress one year at a time. Now that I do have the power, however, it’s time to shape things up around here.
The first order of business is to get a marksman squad up and running, I don’t like elves and if my plans are to work, heh heh heh, then we’re going to need a squad of ranged dwarves to deal with their archers. I don’t actually know how to get this squad kicking so I just set up a few archery targets on the top level of our tower and let the three dwarves I chose to be in this squad figure it for themselves. The second pressing matter on my mind is the lack of blood to appease Armok. We do have blood surrounding us but it the blood of our enemies and warriors to please Armok and make him bless us, the blood of the innocent must be shredded. This, is why I have built a “dropper” to plummet dwarves from above unto the ground, then we will channel the ground around them and let their blood mingle freely with the river.
*Some Time Passes*
Elves! Or more correctly an Elven diplomat. This “diplomat” has come to the fort and is badgering me to stop cutting down trees, hidden in his speech were several insults to our height and even a threat and insult to our military strength. Well it’s obvious that I ignored him, in fact, as he left I decided that we might need some more wood and so I set some designations to clear the entire surrounding area of wood. I didn’t kill him though, that will have to wait.
Haha! My patience has payed off! A group of Elven merchants have appeared! I let them approach the tower until they were nice and close to the river, at this point I sent the military after them. We slaughtered them, the fools didn’t even bring guards with them! I let one escape though if luck has it the elven nations will soon know of this and then… Armok will be worshipped with the blood of a thousand elves.
Bad Elves!
Good Elves!
In other news the dwarf dropper, or as I like to call it, the Palm of Armok, has been completed. When news of this reached me I created a squad called, The Sacrificed. This squad will be filled with people who are to be sacrificed. They will be stripped naked and clothed only in their faith in Armok and they shall be armed with nothing. When they are naked they will be ordered to stand in the Palm of Armok and he will judge them by dropping them and seeing if they survive! If they don’t there blood will be channeled into the river to mingle with it’s waters and bless our every drink.
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, we have an uninvited guest.