Lessee, the elven and the two goblin caravans both showed up.
And by goblin caravan, i mean ambush. Luckily, my legendary axedwarf and hammerdwarf made swift work of them, and the axedwarf claimed all the kills, even with my hammerdwarf wielding an artifact! Bastard.
As the pair of dwarves that made up my military mopped up the first ambush, which was entirely composed of crossbow goblins, a second one appeared just south of the entrance. Again, swift work for a pair of legendary dwarves, though there were some axe goblins this time.
I then had everybody go out and grab all the goblinite. Since i had nothing to trade to the elves, i dumped it all in the depot. My fort has too much freaking iron right now, to the point where i'm dumping hematite. And no flux. Damn. So i went to admire my fortress, with all of it's architecture engraved. Here are some excerpts:
An engraving of said warhammer.
My militia commander, the axedwarf. Got a title. Bastard.
Finally, some punk keeps putting this tree-hugging hippie elf graffiti shit all over my walls. Someone even made an artifact statue of her!
I put it in the king's future throne/dining room, so he can glare at it when he's angry.
Then i decide to look back up at our entrance, which is smothered in...Blood?
I go up a floor to see who died.
AHAHAHAHA WELCOME TO FUCKING BANNERSPREAD! HOPE YOU LIKE BLOOD, CAUSE WE'RE PRACTICALLY DROWNING IN IT!
No wonder why the elves were so eager to leave.