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[Amperzand]

[To be clear, it'll take some time to do that.]

[Chevaleresse]

((Obviously. Just not seeing anything requiring immediate attention for my character, now that we know our gobbos aren't being booted out or summarily executed.))

[Gwolfski]

[do hurry up.]

[mate888]

Mate the 888th, Garbagedwarf, cancels clean: Horrified.

[Amperzand]

[Welp, because I cannot into schedules, I have time to update today.]

A new Homelander has arrived! In this moment of reality's particular vulnerability, the waves of it are noticeable even to those not gifted with more precise arcane senses.

The Seed-Pod is very slightly translucent, with a tough, veined green skin. Roughly spherical with a series of grooves down the sides, it looks vaguely similar to a peeled tangerine, and is of about the same size. Cautious prodding makes it obvious that the skin is either extremely rigid or under considerable inner pressure, whether compressed-gas or spring is unclear. The object as a whole possesses a reasonable amount of innate arcane charge. Patham picks up a nearby seed from Porkins' burst pod, seeing it to be very small and light, less than half a millimeter wide and wafer-thin, with short tufts of fiber at the ends. It bears a small arcane charge of its own, making it likely that the parent bulb's apparent charge is simply that of its seeds.

Elagn begins a more effective shoring up of the fortress' structure. It is suggested that a combination of slag-brick pillars, fungiwood beams, and the occasional steel truss be installed to provide the fortress some much-needed structural integrity in the wake of its many disasters. Additional projects are municipal lighting that is not based upon combustion, and better ventilation systems to allow thorough expulsion of unwanted vapors, and preferably also better protection against external contaminants. Of course, all such projects will take time and resources, so priorities must be found.

Murdoc begins organizing his available workers to the task of fortress repair. Initially, this will require much the same preparations regardless of goal, but a decision must be made: Bring the entire group, complete with mounds of supplies and many wounded, back to the emergency entrance and aid in internal repairs, or set up more effectively here to allow the wounded time to recover, and perhaps to consider some effort to recover the main entrance fortifications. Much of the wall is still intact, and the collapse has at least left a considerable supply of raw stone for building material. Remaining outside will also allow easy study of the various demidivine remains.

Porkins joins the ranks of the wounded, getting help from a woundbinder to clean his cuts, then wrap them in reasonably sterile boiled cloth.

[chaotic skies]

As soon as-is possible, begin taking stock of what we have left and what was lost in the recent events. Also, if possible, talk to someone about learning runes and magic and things.

[TheBiggerFish]

@Chaotic:That would be me.

[LordPorkins]

((Lol, just had a thought: What if Mate888 popped out of the seed i opened? I stabbed it and suddenly he just pops out and skids on his back a few feet.))

[Amperzand]

The crescent moon peers through a gap in the ashen clouds, dim silver to compliment the ruddy light of fire.

There appear to be stars between the horns of the moon, where only cold rock should be.

The surface group has food for about a week, and a good supply of water. Booze is severely limited, and considerable quantities are being used by the Woundbinders, as the one readily available supply of mild anaesthetic- and antiseptic, a concept more widespread since the Homelanders' arrival -. The remains of the surface farms may harbor various tubers, protected from the shockwave and widespread bushfires by earth. All the surface plants, however, grain, herbs, and the like, are lost. Seeds will likely be recoverable, and backups were kept, but this planting is a lost cause.

About fifty soldiers are present and in good enough condition to be useful, only ten of them armed with guns. Additionally, the homelanders and His Lordship all have a revolver at the least. Ammunition is, on average, about twenty rounds per person, in several different varieties. Such is becoming a notable problem, something will need to be done about the lack of gunpowder if firearms are to continue complimenting the fortress' armory.

The other soldiers are armed with a variety of melee weapons and a few crossbows, in addition to effective armor.

The fortress' most advanced heavy weapons were set up in the courtyard, and have likely been destroyed. That leaves the available cannon at one damaged howitzer in the workshop and five simple ten-pound guns in the caverns, all severely low on ammunition, especially the howitzer, which only has four of its explosive shells left.

Medicine was, last anybody had time to count, doing reasonably well, but the supplies and personnel will be badly taxed with both dwarven and goblin wounded to handle.

It is estimated that some fifty or sixty dwarves died in the events, a little less than half of them being civilians, but only twenty bodies have been recovered thus far, and now await burial.

Spoiler: Fish (click to show/hide)

Spark offhandedly informs you that it is detecting radioactivity noticeably in excess of background, coming from no specific source.

[TheBiggerFish]

"SHITE!  Something kicked up the pitchblende, or there's something else, but we're too hot, and not the on-fire kind!"

Can I magic?  Can I anti-radiation magic?  How much can I anti-radiation magic?

[Amperzand]

The past four hours of rest have not made magic-use much more pleasant, though the effect does seem to be gradually wearing off.

[LordPorkins]

"Goddamit Fish why'd you make me poke that plant!??!?! I told you something bad would happen!"

Porkins quickly runs away

[chaotic skies]

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Spoiler: amp (click to show/hide)

Am I immune to radiation due to demonic magics or no?

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"Radiation? Fuck. I though I left this shit behind when I left Home. We don't even have anything here to block it out, at least not that I know of. Water is an effective block, but we need large amounts of it around the source, and I would assume you don't have either. So that leaves...hoping we don't all get rad poisoning."

[Amperzand]

"Uh, uh, how much is there? Where's the source? If it's high-level, we're probably fucked already, but it might just be some kinda trace we didn't notice or something."

"...Also, what the hell's up with the moon? There shouldn't be lights there."

Spoiler: Chaotic (click to show/hide)

Well, inhabiting a demon certainly doesn't hurt your ability to withstand radiation. I wouldn't go running into any nuclear reactor cores or drinking radium, though.

[Chevaleresse]

"Bloody hell. We need to get underground, and quickly." He turns to some nearby soldiers. "Get ready to move back inside and carry the wounded that can't move on their own, it's not safe to stay out here."