Two years after it began, an undead siege left the area. During that time, a tantrum spiral claimed the lives of all but five dwarves in the fortress. Ghosts, miasma and a litter of items thrown about in rage littered the fortress proper, but through the chaos, these dwarves somehow struggled through the deaths of the friends, family, and pets who were unable to be buried properly. Makeshift coffins were thrown together, slabs erected to quell the murderous ghosts, and slowly the refuse piles rotted down to nothing.
The food stores, once full of barrels of all kinds of alcohol and foodstuffs, have been depleted only slightly by the needs of these five. It has taken two years, but in the Spring of the year 408 the fortress Emeraldcity the Gleam of Brightness will once again shine green in the sun; the obsidian and green glass walls surrounding the volcano pit reflecting the sun in dazzling arrays of light. The trade depot awaits the first traders in years, and the front gates await the first intrepid migrants to brave the hazards of a fortress assumed lost to the undead.
A baby, born to the only remaining couple in the ruins of the fortress is the first sign of rebirth. The remaining five dwarves stand ready to greet newcomers, clad in the finest steel armaments the fortress had produced before the crisis in Year 406. Worn in memory of the legendary dwarves that forced steel into its final shape, and in tribute to the lives the weapons ended; some of whom were the very dwarves that forged the weapons.
This fortress shall prosper once again.