After almost six months of non-stop combat, Berlar, Giant Desert Scorpion finally managed to strike down my militia commander. I bet it could have gone another six months, but she got in a lucky blow with her (pig tail trousers), bruising the muscle, jamming the right false rib through the heart and tearing apart the heart! This fight went on so long that poor Limul was quite literally only holding herself together with the Power of Heart. Or so I assume, since her corpse was broken in two by the final blow.
The first caravan arrived just before the end of the fight. Naturally, the guards showed up on the opposite side of the map from said scorpion. Equally naturally, the liason did not. And decided to make a beeline for the GIANT SCORPION THAT WAS POUNDING A SOLDIER TO DEATH WITH A PAIR OF TROUSERS. No clue why since the caravan, the fort, the expedition leader, indeed everything on the map, was in the opposite direction. At least he realized his mistake before he became the next victim.
Bought a barrel of gremlin blood off the dwarven caravan. I'm sure I'll find some use for it eventually.
Aquifer piercing is going well, at least as well as can be expected given the extreme laziness of my architect/mechanic--it seems like he goes on break after almost every job! (Not a bug, I'm afraid. His personality screen states, "He doesn't go out of his way to do more work than necessary. He is occasionally given to procrastination.")
Hmm. One of my immigrants is a Novice Lasher. Maybe...
Next time: Checking Legends Mode to see if I can find those pants!