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Well this is odd....I Seem to be in a dwarf fortress world, but a few things are different.
For some reason even though most of the others became dwarfs I became an elf. Good thing Its not makeing me act like one, I don't want to drown in magma, or burn, whatever comes first.
I have been considering what to do with this new found body, I'm much slimmer but im haven't got any shorter, or taller.
As an elf my speed is greatly increased, so I could probably help in combat or do things that require quick feet. My endurance is greater to so I find I can do hard labor a bit easier, though I still prefer thought based work. However I can somehow name every metal and stone in existence when I see it. It must be something about this world.
Also elves have a great mastery of plants, I have no qualms about killing them, even if I considered them to be sentient it is natures way, we need them to help us survive. But even so, my elven power should allow me to grow and shape plants easily, therefore I should be able to increase food grown and perhaps get more wood for the furnaces.
I find this all conflicting. I want to put my power to use, but I also have a burning desire to forge, to shape the metals of the earth in the life giving force of fire. And to cool my crafts in the nurturing pool of water.
I don't normally speciallize my dwarfs, especially not early on, so I too will refrain form specialization. I Found a spare pick, I'm going to mine now, so I can smelt and forge....but...
I'm scared.....I can feal something bubbling up inside me, I wonder....is this what someone feals like BEFORE a strange mood? Will I lose my sanity? I know sanity is overrated but I like to have a bit of it.
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I struck gold today....gold....I can hardly wait to use it.