DAMMIT YOU HAIRY LITTLE DRUNKS
Nobody is treating my mayor. Well, I should say former mayor- a dwarf who was crippled years ago has finally made enough friends to take the office, and his preferences are much more annoying. Since she is no longer mayor, and no longer Chief Medical Dwarf, I shall refer to her as the Good Doctor. She has outstanding setting, suture, and immobilizatoin requests, and despite the fact I had three doctors immigrate and made the Suturer with the iron will and great empathy CMD, nobody is healing her.
I was just attacked by a firebreathing Hill Titan, as well. He dished out a few bruises, kicked a Recruit in the arm so hard the bone was jammed through the shoulder muscle and shattered the shoulder bone, and died when that same Recruit stabbed him in the brain from behind. I saw some fire, but according to the combat report it missed everyone.
While this was going on, a dwarf got possessed and grabbed a big ol' stack of Giant Moose bone and some diorite and got crackin' on an artifact. It ended up being a cheap ass diorite ring, and was only notable because it meant he was in a workshop on the surface within a bowshot of the Titan battle.
And now the Recruit is languishing in the hospital much as the Good Doctor fades away in the barracks, and none of my doctors care. Jerks.
EDIT: Rakust Aniluzol, Chief Medical Dwarf, Former Mayor, and Founding Member of Drunkensteels died of infection. His doctors are bloody putzes.
It's not all bad, though. Another pack of Beak Dogs was repelled without losses- without even a bruise. While I wait for more limestone blocks, I've decided to begin making small diorite homes for the middle classes around the outskirts of Drunkensteels. The central towers and important buildings shall still be made out of limestone.
In other news, Drunkensteels is now a Barony- I appointed my former Expedition Leader to the position. The need for nobles quarters has risen sharply.
Seemingly in celebration, a tanner got possessed, grabbed a ton of items and made Eral Flashring, a sheep leather shirt worth 48240 dorfbucks. Nothing special to look at, but it's the second most valuable artifact in the fort (behind the steel buckler from a long while ago.)
To top it off, the last wave of migrants was almost entirely composed of military grade dorf-flesh. Another good wave and I can start activating the old squads.