Yep, theres sand. Whoever hasnt been dorfed yet, just wait for the next couple of updates
10th Limestone200 PERCENT! They wanted a 200% cut on profits!
Well I told them they could sod off and take their junk away with them. Our tower will survive fine by itself, thanks. Incidentally, have you ever seen such an evil looking git? Greasy hair, twirly moustache, upturned nose and all.
11th LimestoneApparently the workshop area needs an expansion, so I’ve given them the go-ahead to do it. Free of charge.
26th LimestoneBlimey, it actually doesn't look half bad.
4th SandstoneOur first real accident happened today… it’s a funny story actually: he was attacked in his sleep by a tantruming rum barrel. Ha ha.
Naw, apparently one of the builders were deconstructing a wall without realising that there was a rum barrel above it, so y’see, it went crashing down with
unneering accuracy onto the sleeping Japa’s bed.
Coincidence? Maybe. He’ll live.
20th SandstoneMore workers sent by the mountainhome to assist us in this project. At least, that’s what the note said, stamped with the official seal and all. Passed to me by some gel named Zuglarkun, alongside her qualifications as a trained architect. I can smell crap from a mile away, and let me tell ya, these dwarves smell like military. So, Miss-Trained-Architect thinks she can take over my post? Not a chance in hell.
25th SandstoneDear god, we just had an ice-breaking session for the new migrants today. I have no idea who suggested such a ridiculous idea in the first place, but the next thing you know all 22 of us were out in the freezing tundra taking turns to swing picks at a block of ice. Even the dogs came and watched.
In the unfortunate process of socialization that followed (served with tea), I’ve discovered that a lot of the workers in our fort have really odd names:
There’s my mining partner for six months, for example, whose name turned out to be ‘Hiddenleafguy’. Note: she is actually female.
This fella calls himself ‘Immortal-D’, and frankly I dont want to know what the D stands for.
Meanwhile ‘Gwolfski’ is the chap who has been walking around the fort with his nose buried in a mechanics textbook since we got here. He seems keen enough, so I handed him the bookkeeper position the following morning.
5th TimberExperimentations with above ground crops have been ongoing; it’s rather surprising what you can grow in a desert like this.
9th TimberThe clink of my pickaxe echoes through the salt limestone cavern. All around me, the bustling of dwarves moving like cogs in a well-oiled machine, pushing to get the limestone and gypsum rocks towards the surface, and ultimately towards Taupe's workbench.
This part of the wall here seemed to be oddly loose somehow. I pressed my hand against it and felt damp moisture seeping through my skin. Yet another aquifer, I grumbled. Next wall then-
“WEREBEAST!”No.
“IT’S COMING FROM OVER THE TUNDRA!”No.
That’s…. right above us.
Nooo.
Now picture this scene in your head: 11 dwarves and 2 war dogs in the mines right below.
5 dwarves are en route between the tower and the quarry.
The remaining 6 are hiding out in the tower itself, including Japa, who is still bedridden.
And then you think: oh yes, this is about to get interesting.
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