Overseeing a remarkably peaceful fortress right now. 135 relatively happy dorfs tottering around at a reasonable framerate. Nice rooms for all with a central area of 9 big temples for dorfs of all kinds to meet their spiritual needs (no-one seems to be a fan of the one who released the Lizard Fiend into the world back in a time before time). The tavern is expanding and full of instruments and dancing dorfs (haven't quite got the two synched yet, but everyone's favorite dance involves chanting, so it's mostly OK). There's even a library on the way.
Real dwarves also don't seem to stress as much as my Wild Dwarves who I usually play. Might be the temples (Wild Dwarves are aethists) or just the lack of Minotaur/goblin army invasions and animal-person tribe ambushes on this particular embark.
We embarked on a rare quiet spot for a change, a hollow in the mountains far from the Minotaur cities that dominate the rest of the world. It's a real paradise. Untamed Wilds so gotta watch for the giant mosquitoes. And the area to the West of our embark site seems to be an evil biome. So...it's kind of like Skull Island I guess.
We get very few visitors here, although on the other side of the mountains lies a Dark Elf empire which can apparently reach us. They've sent one small ambush so far who turned back after failing to approach the crossbow bunker by the entrance. We retaliated, killed a bunch of them and their platypus allies but somehow forgot to bring back any loot. Typical.
One failed mood child has died which seems to have made some people sad. Another is calling for thread right now which apparently we're out of. But mostly everyone, even the weregecko locked in quarantine, is pretty happy.
(Posting 'cos I know if I do all hell will break loose...)