In an event like this one always has the urge to just zip the save, pass it to the next person and say, “Well here you go, have fun cleaning up!” But unfortunately our story has not ended yet. There is always the aftermath, when you’re looking at all the blood and mess wondering ‘what the hell do I do now?’
The mines were sealed not long after the incident, with the infected still trapped within. Most are too injured to even walk. There’s always the lucky survivor though; here, it was Gwolfski, who geniusly survived by
standing in one place and not doing anything when I gave the squad kill order. He became the only dwarf to walk out of that mine alive.
It did not take long; on the 9th of Moonstone, fresh screams emanated from the mines once more. The sound made its way down the spine of every dwarf in the Constructivory, and they dreamt nothing but nightmares that night.
Dawn brought with it a deathly silence. Thus the dwarves descended once more into the mines, and witnessed the carnage with their own eyes. They shook their head in sadness, and carried their fallen kin back to the tower for burial.
At the end of the day, deep within the mines, they discovered a hastily-erected wall. The writing on the wall was in blood, and it read:
“I’m a monster. Stay away.”
Beyond the wall, they could hear slow laboured breathing. After a hurried discussion, the dwarves quickly reinforced the wall and sealed the area, leaving Kulet Craftwards to her eternal solitude.
Bearskie’s death meant that someone else had to take the reins of the fort, and in this case it was Japa. Just a title position, of course, day-to-day running of the fort would still be beyond his abilities. Someone else would have to handle that.
Oh and they couldn’t find any coffins, so they just threw the corpses into Japa’s new expedition leader room (not that he's using it).
Some days later, freed from the shackles of overseer Bearskie’s grounded design, the dwarves draw up ambitious plans for a massive above-ground courtyard, which will hopefully form the basis for future overseers to build on.
And two months later, as the dead were laid to rest atop the tower; with it, the buds of spring awoke to herald the new year.
Your turn, TheCheeseMaker
Jeez, that was a stressful turn. Apologies for ditching the diary format, but I didn’t want to come up with a new character and all so I just wrote it as a player. Also apologies for not dorfing some people; I was worried about everyone dying.
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