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Let it die

[Mr Frog]

Spoiler: GAUDINESS TIME -- WE OEDIPUS NOW (click to show/hide)

I have been granted a gift beyond any I dared dream.

I had always known I was destined for greatness, but this... this reaches above and beyond even my own noble ambitions, beyond any spoils I have ever toiled to obtain.

Last night, in my divinely-blessed slumber, I saw her for the first time -- Queen Urvad the Invicta, in the flesh, her radiance beyond even that which she had possessed in life. My mother stood before me for the first time in years, restored to the prime of her youth and clad in the most exquisite adamantine breastplate, the holy light of the divine planes glinting off of its surface in a dazzling spectrum of blues and teals. In her hand was a curious leather backpack -- worn, yet radiating a divine aura, one of justice and righteous fury. Clad in this beatific raiment, the symbol of her glory surpassing even that of Dwarfhalla, she promised me great blessings -- not only wealth and power, but even greater benedictions -- divine gifts the likes of which a commoner could not hope to even conceive of, gifts beyond the reach of even the foulest of necromancers and their black, false gods. She promised me holy magicks that could pierce the very heart of the Inferno, and true life that transcends death itself -- the final reality that claimed my wretched siblings, for all the favour they held with her in in life, cut short at last for me, who in the end had at long last proven himself above their mortal foibles, who earned the Queen's final benediction from beyond the grave.
   All this -- and more -- she promised to me, if only I took her hand. If only I accepted Urvad's light into my heart and soul, that she may suffuse me with her godly power. She held out her hand to me, adamantine armor shining, the world itself within my grasp, if only I dare to reach out and take it.

Naturally, I accepted.

Then, for the first time in my life, my mother Urvad, the greatest dwarf to ever live, embraced me, with sincere affection.
   I felt a great, terrible power flow into me, my very soul thrumming with its warmth. Then, my mother released me, and patted my head, smiling gently... and I awoke. Even now, I still feel her power within me, her visions and auguries following me into the daylight, murmuring at the very edges of my consciousness, granting me divine wisdom.

A new age has dawned. The enemies of the King shall taste Justice.

(( Probably seems a bit cheesy that I'm setting up a 'LOL HE ISN'T DEAD' right after it was revealed that His Gaudiness had been killed, but I actually had this written up since before The Master even started his turn IIRC ))

E: Also, NCommander is cleared to continue posting writeups. His Gaudiness's tale has come to a close.

[NCommander]

Clobbermountains - Overseer's Log
NCommander - Militia Commander Reporting
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Er, there are times in one's life where "Oops" doesn't quite cover it.




None the less. Oops.

I should explain. While I thought I was being oh so clever in liberating old Clobbermountains, it turns out we were being played for bloody chumps!. Turns out Greater Spawn don't just screech for the hell of it. Hell ... hehe, I crack myself up. No, it turns out if you listen long enough, they get in your head and well ...



Oops. I suppose his title is fitting though. Most of what I'm about to recount comes second hand as I was taking a nap in my glorious new office while this played out.



As best I can figure, The Fool listened to the Greater Spawn for just a tad too long and turned. Now a spawn himself, he went stalking for prey. The first thing he managed to catch was our weaponsmith to be.



The witnesses screamed for help, and the military came charging up.



His royal highness however decided he would be a hero. _{Or maybe he just chose a bad place to be relaxing}



Amazingly, he put up a decent fight, crippling The Fool!





Unfortunately, our king's luck finally ran out. And he was just two years away from permanent retirement too ...

Anyway, as best I can tell, The Fool decided he was hungry and ate a dog.



And its animal caretaker ...




He then decided to work on the Fortress Guard as an entree, likely in an attempt to get the olm taste out of his leg.




He had just finished off a dish of Mate_the_888th when



Our own lunatic cultist beamed his head in with a mace (which was no doubt produced due to the late king's mandates. Fitting!)

DoleusDolosus then declared she was a cook. I really hope she's not planned to serve freshly fried spawn ...



Needless to say, I think most of the fortress is in shock ...

[NCommander]

Clobbermountains - Overseer's Log
NCommander - Militia Commander Reporting
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Turns out fried spawn is actually quite tasty. Mmmmm. DoleusDolosus made a fine minced spawn with her mace, then went to the hospital to rest. Something about a ghost.



As I work on this spawn burger, I've ordered that we abandon hell. That lesson has been learned given our recent case of spawn-induced regicide.



What's left down there will remain as a tribute to hubris. I've decided that the best way to recover from this wholesale disaster is to get REVENGE. Now, the question is, HOW are we going to get revenge without becoming spawn ourselves. Well, through painstaking SCIENCE, I've learned that a greater spawns screach can only be heard up to 30 tiles away. Marksdwarfs can shoot up to 25. So, you may be wondering how we get past this fundamental problem.

SIEGE MACHINES!






I intend to introduce the Spawn to the finest cutting edge technology dwarven kind can muster.

---

Work on siege operations are going slowly. Morale is in the toilet.



Especially after what happened to our migrants. Some brave fools decided to risk this place, knowing it may be there tomb.




I ordered the west airlock opened, which Mr. Furg did quickly enough. I locked him in the control room so he could let them through. The migrants crossed the summit of Mt. Clobber ...



And ran into some vermin. Twice.





Dude didn't stand a chance.



It won't have been a total loss if SOMEONE hadn't chosen the worst possible time to go on break.





Mr. Furg, let it be known those nine deaths are on YOUR HANDS

[NCommander]

Clobbermountains - Overseer's Log
NCommander - Militia Commander Reporting
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By the gods ....



It's glorious. Remember awhile ago Mr. Log that we had an armorsmith in training go secretive? Well, after nearly six months, he finally started constructing.



And made this.




I think it would make lesser minds explode from the sheer bling factor. Though I would have chosen a better name than "Drinkcounsels the Maign Banks". Needless to say, our new legendary armorsmith was pointed towards the pile of wafers, and told to get cracking.



Which lead to several masterwork sets of armor coming into existence. NOTE TO FUTURE OVERSEERS: We'll need more candy mined and processed.

Among the celebration of the new artifact, several things happened at once.



Humans arrived. We now need a trade depot.



Kobolds arrived. We no longer need a trade depot.



We have a new weaponsmith potential.



Banshee fodder hatched and finally



Our first balista was installed. We're still working on getting an operator trained, and ammo produced, but I'm going to fire it at spawn one way or another.

[Lolfail0009]

Time to wipe the blood off of this thing's gearbox because the fortress is going into high gear, holy shit
Major props to getting through that... infiltration

[Crashmaster]

I want ol' Erib to return as a ghost.

[NCommander]

I want ol' Erib to return as a ghost.

He has a tomb, but I could deconstruct it. Funny enough, if he does rise as a ghost, his ghost can die of old age ...

EDIT: I did

[NCommander]

Here's a preview for the next update:



And in case that doesn't work, I've got a superweapon for the next overseer



EDIT: The forgotten beast was deployed. My turn is done, writeup tomorrow.

EDIT 2: Here's the save. NEXT! (sign me up for round two): http://dffd.bay12games.com/file.php?id=12255

[Mr Frog]

I want ol' Erib to return as a ghost.

He has a tomb, but I could deconstruct it. Funny enough, if he does rise as a ghost, his ghost can die of old age ...

EDIT: I did

Okay, this annoyed me. More because I was counting on him being in a tomb than anything else, but. What's the point if he's just gonna "die" again in two years?

[NCommander]

I want ol' Erib to return as a ghost.

He has a tomb, but I could deconstruct it. Funny enough, if he does rise as a ghost, his ghost can die of old age ...

EDIT: I did

Okay, this annoyed me. More because I was counting on him being in a tomb than anything else, but. What's the point if he's just gonna "die" again in two years?

"lol factor" was the official reason. - Apologizes; if it helps at all, I did deconstruct it fairly late into my turn, sometime in Autumn , I try not to overthink things when I play bloodline games. If I begin to overthink it, I stop having fun and turns bog down.  I can strike it from the official update when I write it (after I sleep).

I actually think he got reburied somewhere else in the fort but I got distracted and haven't found his remains; I made a fairly decent effort to slab and bury as many bodies as possible; I don't think there was a single moment where "place item in tomb" wasn't active on some dwarf. I had to unforbid all the bones in the fort to prevent a mood from failing as well.

[Mr Frog]

I want ol' Erib to return as a ghost.

He has a tomb, but I could deconstruct it. Funny enough, if he does rise as a ghost, his ghost can die of old age ...

EDIT: I did

Okay, this annoyed me. More because I was counting on him being in a tomb than anything else, but. What's the point if he's just gonna "die" again in two years?

"lol factor" was the official reason. - Apologizes; if it helps at all, I did deconstruct it fairly late into my turn, sometime in Autumn , I try not to overthink things when I play bloodline games. If I begin to overthink it, I stop having fun and turns bog down.  I can strike it from the official update when I write it (after I sleep).

SO YOU DO SLEEP

Meh, fair enough. Sorry I got grumpy. That was a bit ridiculous of me.

[NCommander]

SO YOU DO SLEEP

Meh, fair enough. Sorry I got grumpy. That was a bit ridiculous of me.

No biggy.

I have a sleep disorder, but I do tend to sleep now and then. When I can't sleep, I play Dwarf Fortress. As it stands, I could probably write the update right now and have it make sense, but to be frank, I turned this fort so fast, no one has had a chance to RP short of me taking a stop for them (in which I tend played Scorchedgravel ... yeash, I need a life).

I might have had the fastest turn on this fort yet >.>;

[Mr Frog]

SO YOU DO SLEEP

Meh, fair enough. Sorry I got grumpy. That was a bit ridiculous of me.

No biggy.

I have a sleep disorder, but I do tend to sleep now and then. When I can't sleep, I play Dwarf Fortress. As it stands, I could probably write the update right now and have it make sense, but to be frank, I turned this fort so fast, no one has had a chance to RP short of me taking a stop for them (in which I tend played Scorchedgravel ... yeash, I need a life).

I might have had the fastest turn on this fort yet >.>;

This fort hasn't been very RP-heavy, disappointingly enough -- I get the nasty feeling that it's because people are worried I'll snap at them over something arbitrary (I've already done that a couple times, lol). I just appreciate the fast turnout -- keeps things moving quickly.

[NCommander]

This fort hasn't been very RP-heavy, disappointingly enough -- I get the nasty feeling that it's because people are worried I'll snap at them over something arbitrary (I've already done that a couple times, lol). I just appreciate the fast turnout -- keeps things moving quickly.

I could dedicate an turn to making holistic spawn mugs, or attempt a lighting raid of hell to made slade mugs. That might get the RP juices going . I know I tend to come in rather hard and fast with fortresses and sometimes break things, like a prime minister or two ...

Which reminds me, on a modding note: banshees scream when they're in hiding without revealing themselves and they can hit forgotten beasts. It gives away they're on the map. I don't know if you can fix it but I figure I'd point it out. It might just be worth changing them to siegers with very low triggers for a sequel since they can't effectively ambush :/

[Mr Frog]

This fort hasn't been very RP-heavy, disappointingly enough -- I get the nasty feeling that it's because people are worried I'll snap at them over something arbitrary (I've already done that a couple times, lol). I just appreciate the fast turnout -- keeps things moving quickly.

I could dedicate an turn to making holistic spawn mugs, or attempt a lighting raid of hell to made slade mugs. That might get the RP juices going . I know I tend to come in rather hard and fast with fortresses and sometimes break things, like a prime minister or two ...

Which reminds me, on a modding note: banshees scream when they're in hiding without revealing themselves and they can hit forgotten beasts. It gives away they're on the map. I don't know if you can fix it but I figure I'd point it out. It might just be worth changing them to siegers with very low triggers for a sequel since they can't effectively ambush :/

Banshees, sadly, will not be in the sequel, as 42xx made LOS a hard requirement for interaction targeting and it'd be safe to assume that 43.05 is the same. Breaks my heart, since they were one of my favorite things about this fort, but there's nothing for it.

I don't think there's any way to restrict thieves from using the scream. Interaction AI is extremely rudimentary.