A vile force of darkness has arrived!
Having heroically broken the last measly siege (one goblin squad, mounted leader) via traps, the Glacial Trumpets have enjoyed a period of relative tranquility, broken only by the attack of a werezebra, some crundles and the discovery of admantine. Praise the miners!
However, not to be undone, the goblins are back. And now they want blood!
24th of Timber.
A large number of goblin squads have arrived. Unfazed by the snow storm outside their large mounts carry them all towards the entrance. The tocsin has been rung, and all workers are running towards the entrance, leaving the frozen ocean behind them, maybe for a very long time.
25th of Timber.
The drawbridge is raised. The first echoes of warhorns are heard. Large footsteps approach...
Life goes on in the fortress.
26th of Timber.
The militia is waiting at the exit of the Trap Snake. This first defense is incomplete, but it will do for now.
1st of Moonstone.
Stalemate.
The Troll frontline has been caged or killed. The rest of the onslaught has been stopped but not defeated by picks, serrated disks, spears and hammers hidden in the walls. Our fearless leader is considering mining the adamantine and outfitting soldiers with weapons forged from this prodigious metal in order to break the siege.
For the dwarves as well as the goblins, this will be the longest winter.
10th of Moonstone.
Curses! The traps have jammed!
The fortress has been sealed. It is self-sufficient, but how long before Armok's wishes bring it down?