Hm, only one engraver working. Ingish, a Professional who's done some good work. I wonder what kind of work she'll do after viewing the site of a massacre. I designated one stone wall in the middle of the tribal clearing for polishing, top priority, and unlocked the hatch out into the undefended area of the cavern.
She didn't even make it that far, she was so struck with horror on approaching the site of Yellowgill's death. We already recovered his body, all that's left is his toe. I can't even imagine what a cave swallow man's toe would look like, but a severed one was enough to send her scrambling back to the city.
But someone else started Detail Wall, and that looks like my stone flashing. It's Urvad, our first and oldest Legendary engraver, who has done many masterworks. So he made the trek all the way into the cavern layer. Horrified by the death of Yellowgil, but didn't miss a step. Kept walking over the horrifying bodies of 2 trolls and 4 cave swallow women, and proceeded to smooth that stone -- if we ever clear that area out, I want him to engrave that spot. From that vantage point, that was as much as he could see, but he got a series of 7 horrifying thoughts that didn't even slow him down.
When he was halfway back, a towering feathered silverfish arrived -- beware its fire! In the far corner, plenty of time before it gets its bearings and starts pathing. But there come his pet cats, and the swordsdwarf I stationed out to fend off a giant olm that was slowly encroaching decided to take the initiative and march the rest of the way, and another engraver came out to pasture Urvad's cat, and some peasant decided now was the time to retrieve Yellowgill's.
But I got them all back in safely and resealed the hatch as the FB was beginning its ambling approach. It's fortunate he wasn't a flyer in the NE corner, with the half finished defensive wall. That's where a giant cave swallow spawned instead, and it flitted around the ceiling in a panic. The dwarves just ignored it and carried on, but a hunting giraffe took offense to its presence and beat it up and down the hallway Everyone nonchalantly passed through on their jobs, picking up pieces as I unforbid them ("This beak doesn't belong here!") If that swallow was any FB, this whole little community would've been fucked.