Admired Mansions, year 5... report to the king.
Dear King. Your bloodsucking cousin appears to have been one of the fort's 50 or so dwarves who have died in either the goblin siege, or the triple ambush that arrived in fall. Figured we'd get the important part out of the way first in case you're having the scribe read this in front of the assembly. In some good news, when the elven caravan asked to leave, we let them. They bore the brunt of the first wave of the siege. We even kept one in a cage for you.
From that we also will eventually be able to send to the mountainhome the knowledge of cave crocodile taming. It will take a while however, so please don't expect that miracle quickly. We also apologize for the lack of goods this year. Said siege broke our depot and the hippie goods that were covering the area distracted us from realizing the siege had destroyed the depot while entering the airlock.
Our magma forges are setup reasonably well but we're still trying to get steel production up to snuff, as well as move enough goods down to the magma hold to support our deep earth volunteers. Should you desire glass, however, we can provide that in bulk. Send wagons. A LOT of wagons. Preferably a lot of well defended wagons. That last trade caravan didn't survive a single goblin lasher and the local area has apparently been invaded by the poisonous speed breeders.
Our military has been attempting to train to reasonable levels, but I fear their high attrition rates protecting our civilians has slowed their advancement significantly. Couple that with a few marksdwarves who insisted that bows were a better weapon until the overfiend could break them of that habit, and our marksdwarves have been significantly undertraining. We won't even give them metal yet.
Our dwarves, however, are in high spirits, despite the losses. Our legendary dining and palacial bedrooms help them to remember that though we may suffer significant losses, you may yet be able to claim one of the best of the bedrooms if you survive long enough.
-Scribe to the Overfiend, AdmiredMansions, Early Winter, 134.
P.S. There is a request that Obok Oddomudist be given special recognition. In the middle of an ambush, he valiantly gave his life by luring goblins to the drawbridge in an attempt to hold the line while the bridge was raised. In an odd quirk of Armok's grace, he was promptly smashed between the drawbridge and the fortifications on the second level. We're still not entirely sure how that happened, but it must have been by Armok's hand, thus his name will be revered and blessed under the statue of WTF?!
PPS. Please send smarter doctors. The ones we have are morons and try to shower with furniture in the garbage dump next to the atom smasher. All three of them. Thanks.
PPPS.... the position of Militia Commander seems especially cursed. All four of them have died this year. Do you have any more cousins that might survive in the role?
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