Dipgold is currently living in a state of constant worry. Between the packs of zombie louse and mosquitos, undead harpies have been spotted. Work has begun on a defensible outer wall, in the hopes that it will help keep out the zombies and sieges that are sure to come soon.
No metal besides tetrahedrite and galena have been found, and no bitumnous coal or lignite has been seen - ill omens for a decent military force. We will have to learn to live without the precious steel works, and import what we need. At least copper will make for good traps... which should see their fair share of work soon.
Autumn: First caravan has arrived, and we told the liaison to bring a few cats, dogs, and egg-laying birds next year. We could use the change in diet... bought as much meat and cheese from the caravan as we could, but it won't be enough for two seasons. Plump helmets get old quick, even if they ARE good for our eyes and adapting to the dark inside our little burrow. We bought some sand from them as well, in order to get a head start on some weapon traps.
On the 28th of Granite, our second spring, we receive a migrant wave of 33. They were joined by some rangers who helped fend off some more undead giant mosquitos, and came rushing in our gates to safety. We now have strand extractors, fishers, woodworkers, and even a doctor. Hope they enjoy plump helmets, its the only thing we have in abundance so far.