welp, I have a bit of a military now.
Thanks to a trio of Grimelings.
One down, one that just won't die and one beating the crap out of an ill-prepared dwarf who seems to be healing about as fast as he gets hurt.
I decided that I wanted to get a decent run at a military, so I put two dwarves together, got them properly outfitted with copper armor. One has a silver mace and the other has a rusty iron whip pilfered from the previous goblin attack. They trained by themselves for a while, and then I decided I wanted to take out the Grimelings.
Well, it turns out that whips and maces do a good job of hurting the enemy, but I REALLY need some sharp weapons to actually cause some severe damage.
To that end, I got another pair of dwarfs together, and started them training. Then got impatient and sent them into battle after the first Grimeling was (finally) dispatched.
So now I have the lashdwarf, (rank 14 last I checked), the Mace Lord (15+ by now), and an unarmed/armored dwarf beating on a Grimeling, while the other Grimeling is beating on the other dwarf.
I REALLY need the triple-teamed Grimeling to die so I can go rescue the poor wrestler getting savaged.
On the other hand, once this is all over, I'll have three bad-ass dwarves, probably heading up 3 separate squads, each taking a different dwarf under their wing, while the fourth guy spends some quality time in the hospital.
If he survives. His skull is taking a hell of a beating.
A little later....
Tht was bad-ass. I put together a squad of 6 miners to help out, but waited until they were all armed this time. They didn't play a role, except for one finishing off the second Grimeling.
As soon as that happened, the MAcelord took a nap, then darted down into the tunnels, and much swearing folllowed him. The Lasherdwarf ate, drank, and rested. The Wrestler just collapsed into a hospital bed.
I kept monitoring the situation, mentally willing the dorfs to hurry up. Out comes my Macelord, in a new pair of Mithril greaves (thank you archeology), and charges across the field.
The Grimeling, who had been contentedly punching the poor sergeant's skull for the last three months, was surprised by the suddenly bad-ass warrior (15+ MAce, 15+ Fighter, 15+ Striker, Wrestling, Kicking, Biting skils here and there) that came up and bashed him in the head with a mace and knocks it over. Left foot, right hand, and another K-THWACK in the head.
Not even close to being done, the Macelord bites onto the Grimeling's left arm, and follows up with multiple punches all over its body shattering bones, and shaking the Grimeling around by the arm with his teeth. Then, casually, the Macelord pulls out a Copper Sword and lops its head off (it says torso, and the part sailed off, so close enough).
Then, casually, he walks off to clean himself off. He needed, after all, to clean off goblin and Grimeling blood after a solid six months of fighting in two separate three month sections.
I have my new Military Commander.
Dwarf Fortress is awesome.