Today, well,apart from a zombie apoc which I savescummed from, my military suffered its first casualties in war......
After a battle with forgotten beast which brave Lor suffered some minor injuries from, having played tag throughout the entire battle against a six legged dinosaur while the rest of her brave comrades hacked it to pieces, a vile force of darkness descended upon my fort.
As my dwarves recuperated, my crossbows flamed the winter wind, trusting to fortifications and armour to protect them from the lone elite crossbow gobbo the scum brought. Yet, that elite was my downbringing, in an odd way. Venturing into my gate, he got stuck in a cagetrap, leaving an entire squad of goblin spears isolated from my crossbow fire.
Thus, I sent in a single dorf near the gate, as a civilian, she promptly panicked and ran away, luring one speargobbo. A Han solo on the Death Star moment erupted, as after pursuing my dwarf through the Trade Depot, it saw two squads of meelee dwarves rush in to cut it off from escape. Then, tragedy struck. The gobbo was agile enough to run away from my ambush, and in a panic, I attempted to seal off my fort...... My dwarves were fast that day. Two dwarves made it across the bridge into the squad of speargobbos, along with attracking the attention of two other elite goblins, and remmants of their squads.... The third..... well, he slipped and fell when the bridge retracted, falling one z level, hitting his skull and dying instantly. R.I.P militia.
The remainding two dwarves were instantly outnumbered. Yet, did they fear? Nay. They were dwarves! They would protect the younglings with their lives. My militia commander and Lor, recently recuperated from the battle against a FB struck out. Predictably, Lor, having impaired grasp soon lost her grip on her shield and axe..... Dying after being pierced multiple times in battle. She leaves behind an ectastatic child, a content husband, a child not yet in the fort and many grieving friends.
My militia commander was shocked at the loss of her long time companion. She promptly opened up a case of whoopass on everyone else, blocking strikes, ignoring glancing blows, even minor cuts that went past her guard.........
She didn't kill many goblins that day. They were too well protected. But she did main enough, and killed enough, that they all retreated after the grand meelee. Especially after the bridge was opened and the rest of the squads jumped in.
It was not enough to save the life of another rookie speardwarf named Reggie, who leaves behind more grieving friends than family.
Wow.... This is the first time I played a fort where my military wasn't danger-room trained, was semi-effective in meelee even though they were outfitted in mostly iron armour/weapons, and I deliberately exposed them to danger....
It hurts to see those faces lying there in the mud, surrounded by debris........ I don't know what to do with those faces. My military tombs weren't set up yet, although my grand manuelosom had begun its construction process. But I don't have the well crafted tombs that were meant to be in there.
The only thing I had was a common cemetary, where I had been burying the traders, a dwarf or two who died from infection/ambush and giving a decent burial to the huge dwarven zombies who besieged my fort.......
I... actually..... feel for them.... God help me.
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