I should have known Anguishedshields was cursed from the name alone.
First, it seemed like a reasonable embark. I dug in, got settled, found some tetra and gold. No flux, no iron, but tons of wood and I can trade for what I need, right? Right? No. By year three, I'm in the candy and happy... except.
This is the embark of the cursed trade depots. My first dwarven caravan, the first wagon did the rocket-across-the-screen thing, which was officially An Omen(tm). It got stuck half-way in the depot. Fine. No way are you fuckers leaving without giving me some booze after I busted my ass making stone crafts for you. Deconstruct the depot.
New depot, outside the walls this time. Elves get by fine, humans get stuck. Leave that one alone, they can't leave and go nuts. I have to kill them. Then the dwarves skip a year. Third year, they come back, trade fine, liaison is happy, joy biscuits for all. Then the humans get stuck again. No matter WHERE I build my depot, the damn traders get stuck. They get stuck in the woods. They get stuck on the road, and if you explain that one to me, I'll give you a sweet. They get stuck entering the depot. They get stuck leaving the depot. They rocket all over the map, but can't trade. They lose one trader and a pack mule, and won't trade. Sometimes they just won't trade in general.
I finally had to retire the fort. I will come back when Toady fixes things. This is just nuts.