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[Amperzand]

Murdoc's group hurries, as much as is possible over uneven ground rough with old shell-holes and churned by the shockwave, to the flare's launch site. Some thirty dwarves, many showing signs of injury, but with soldiers on watch and woundbinders tending to the worst off, all in a hollow at the base of the hills. Among those worst hurt is Magus Patham, who appears to be regaining consciousness.

As Murdoc approaches the small group who seem to have taken up leadership, including Porkins and Chaotic, it begins to rain. Fat, warm droplets, thick with soot. The group from within the mountain begins setting up tents for the wounded.

The dead must be buried. A better watch must be set until more help comes and the injured can reach shelter.

Porkins immediately volunteers himself and two Infantry soldiers for watch duty. The dead are not a priority, and too many were caught in the collapse for the few on the walls to be worth an effort, say the officers.

Elagn begins the process of organizing his workers to deal with the damage, sending teams to remove the ruined metal components, set up emergency lighting, and with his own assistance, get the generator running again.

Porkins' watchgroup spots a small group of people in the distance, heading in the general direction of the fortress.

[LordPorkins]

"WE GOT MIGRANTS! OR POSSIBLY ENEMIES! HOPEFULLY ENEMIES!"

[Amperzand]

While the weather and distance render it quite hard to tell, several goblins are clearly identified among the anonymity, and they look to be armed.

[TheBiggerFish]

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwww.  I probably need burn treatment..."

[LordPorkins]

"ITS ENEMIES! READY YOUR WEAPONS!"

[Gwolfski]

A guttural shout is heard, reverberating along the empty hallways

"Damn you, clothiers! No cat cloth anywhere!"

[LordPorkins]

A guttural shout is heard, reverberating along the empty hallways

"Damn you, clothiers! No cat cloth anywhere!"

Porkins has an idea
"HEY GWOLF! THOSE GOBLINS ACTUALLY JUST STOLE ALL THE CAT CLOTH!"

((Muahahahaha. Poor Gobbos.))

[Chevaleresse]

"And I thought today was going well."

Hustle toward the other survivors, tell everyone to get ready for combat. Send a messenger back to the fort letting them know a large contingent of likely-hostile forces has arrived.

"Hopefully they're friendly, but I wouldn't bet very much on that prospect."

[Gwolfski]

{{Dwarves in moods get all items needed by all needs neccessary, yes?}]
"Goblins take my cat cloth? Naughty goblins! Goblins be needing a lesson......"

[TheBiggerFish]

"...Oh, hostiles.  Joy.  Owowowow."

[Amperzand]

(Gwolfski, this is Glorious Totalitarian Dorfland, if you demand something they can't provide, they'll just execute you before you go berserk.)

[TheBiggerFish]

((In the words of the Great Toad, hehehe.))

[MoonyTheHuman]

(Or in the words of what ever disaster this snipit of C++ is from (the disaster is gonna be open source, mind you)

Code: [Select]

struct emotident { // emotion defines
int stressmod,
int numid,
string stringidlower,
string stringidupper};
emotident emotidentasm(int o1, int o2, string o3) { //Im lazy, so im gonna shrink it down to one line! ('=
    emotident temp;
    temp.stressmod = o1;
    temp.numid = o2;
    temp.stringidlower = o3;
    temp.stringidupper
    return temp
}
emotident mpain = emotidentasm(-1,0,"minor pain","Minor pain");
emotident happyness = emotidentasm(+1,1,"happyness","Happyness");
emotident anger = emotidentasm(-2,2,"anger","Anger");
emotident sadness = emotidentasm(-2,2,"sadness","Sadness");
emotident disgust = emotidentasm(-4,2,"disgust","Disgust");
)

[MoonyTheHuman]

(annnyyways.. im still waiting to be let out >_>)

[Chevaleresse]

((Prison is supposed to suck.))