My dwarves are currently working on a pit to throw captured, wild, untamable creatures into, floating just above a magma pipe.
Why a pit, and not, say, just the magma?
Because that's boring, you clod. They just fall through the magma and vanish on contact with the bottom of the world. ARMOK DEMANDS BLOOD!
Additionally, we're working on acquiring a baron. I may have to do some fiddling with the liaison, because he refused to proclaim us a barony at 80000 wealth exported.
Coincidentally, that 80000 is entirely prepared food, because that's how we roll. All cheap like that. And we just exported about 100000 more wealth in prepared food, buying out almost the entire dwarven caravan.
But we don't trade with the other caravans - for them, we have a special surprise by the trade depot: A large cistern of water! Because the trade depot is inside a drowning chamber! Yay!
This may have caused war with the elves. Maybe. Or maybe it's just a coincidence that they don't come around anymore, and have changed their relationship status to "At War" (It's complicated.).
However, my custom race, the Triggats, seem perfectly okay with our repeated drowning of their merchants. They've somehow achieved and maintained peace with every civilization at the moment, despite obvious goblin kidnappings (judging by the sad little "siege" by ten unarmed goblin-aligned triggats)
And finally, we're refining candy. Quite a lot of it, actually. Slowly but surely. Two of our farmers are learning to become strand extractors, so our grand master armorsmith and high master weaponsmith can make some fancy candy weapons and armor.