Overseer log of Immortalitytower, year 209 by the clock of the mountains.
1 Granite: I, 4maskwolf the third, hereby take command over the fortress of Immortalitytower. I accept the responsibilities of protection and growth, and embrace the teaching of the elders and the hope of the future for this fortress and its inhabitants. I swear to protect all residents of these great halls from the depredations of the lesser beings, and to bring this fortress to a bright tomorrow.
Alright, now that the oath is out of the way, let’s move on.
Given the paucity of residents of Immortalitytower at the moment, we drew lots to determine who would take the helm for this year. I drew the short straw, so here I am, in charge. Of course, with my eyes gone I can’t actually engrave properly, so I asked Megahelmet the second to engrave my words into this tablet. And no, Megahelmet, don’t try anything funny, I can still read by running my hands over the engravings, and I
will be checking your work.
On to more formalities: beginning of year supply checks and census information. We’ve got plenty of booze for the year, even if the population grows drastically, but we could use some extra food to ensure adequate supply for next year. Official records will be placed below, of course, as is mandated by law.
Alright Megahelmet, you’re free to go now, I’ve finished with my initial report. Yes, that means you can get back to work. No, you can’t go on break, we have things to do. Yes, I’m serious.