Swapped over to Glacialhell and I am greeted by Amcot Omsosspothrib, a great 3 eyed pterosaur with three long tails and deadly spittle! Meng Smithhollow, TheCoincidental Notch of Glittering, Champion of Glacialhell, steps up to fight the beast. Surely, she thinks, that this fell monster, an afront to all things dwarves hold dear, shall fall as the other mighty terrors to attack have, some felled by her own hand:
Thuthu the hill titan, decapitated by a strike from her bronze mace.
Tustong Sweetcomets the giantess, brought low with shattered knees and had her skull split with the champion's steel mace.
Omur the terrible noseless horse, who succumbed to lack of air when it's own ribs were driven into it's lungs.
Others by her comrades of the Armored Roses, speardwarves second to none, who fight "As elves" in only thier clothing with simple copper and irons spears and towercap shields.
Glowblossoms the bloodthirsty draltha, who murdered a miner who was merely aiding in crundle corpse disposal, slain by a copper spear to the brainpan by Kulet Machinelashes The Clod of Singeing,
Swallowedmarket the giant toad, who claimed one of the fortress's few truly skilled meatcutters, slain by Dakost Oramobbed, the Sweetness of Chill.
Siga Skullstomb, the fell quadruped of undescribable FUGLY, also killed by Dakost Oramobbed, the Sweetness of Chill.
As one of the Lifeminers once said, "THERE! STILL MORE COME TO DIE!" And die the beast shall.
EDIT: Ok, scratch that. I'm not losing soldiers to drowning. yes I savescummed, because as far as I know, dwarves can't climb out of wells. I really don't like that word, and yes I am ashamed but that fucking thing would have gotten an unacceptable kill. Smash her skull? Fine. I'll deal with that and sick all me soldiers on you. Knock her into a lake and drown here: Not gonna fly.
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