Asmoth’s Ledger, Limestone 7thThe number of corpses we have to deal with has drastically decreased since we arrived, leaving time to do some exploring. So far, we’ve reclaimed a hospital, a room full of levers whose purpose confuses and worries me and a hallway full of fortifications that has ‘Hallway of Death’ gouged into the floor. We’ll be staying away from that last one for a while. In any case, while the hospital has an adequate number of (extremely dusty) beds, it lacks anything to actually treat patients with or on, so we’ve set about remedying it. Venturing back into the wilderness is tantamount to suicide, especially with the literally blinding rains, so we’re going to have to make this place liveable and that means more than just removing the corpses. From a purely bureaucratic standpoint, the removal of the corpses wasn’t strictly necessary, but the smell did get to me.
Limestone 17thA caravan has arrived from the mountainhomes. At first I was surprised that anyone knew we were here, but it turns out that they had been dealing with the former occupants of Immortalitytower until last year at least, and hadn’t heard that everyone here had died. In any case, it turns out that the previous owners left quite a few valuable crafts behind them which according to the law of legitimate salvage now belong to us (note: I don’t think that the dwarves of this world have discovered seafaring yet, so it seemed best to press on before they asked me what I was talking about).
After the initial confusion was sorted out, myself and the liaison were able to exchange the news properly. He mentioned that someone named Tipi Touchbear is still at large, which at least explains why there are references to him all over that journal I found.
Limestone 20thAnother group of refugees has arrived from the northwest, right into a purple rainstorm. I’ve asked the merchants to take them off our hands, but they want us to cover the expenses from travel and food on the way to the mountainhomes, and that’s just unprofitable. Much easier to just force them into working for a living here doing whatever blind non-bureaucrats can do, like... chop trees? That’s something that blind people can do with no adverse side effects, right? In any case, Maskwolf III has agreed to help with farm work and craft some more earthenware items to sell, while Cherry-heart III will be smelting metal, which seems far safer for someone who’s about to lose their sight. Farms are dangerous. I heard of a man getting killed by a wild jumping bean once.