16th Moonstone, 188
I've ordered our new supply of bismuth bronze and sterling silver be used to make weaponry and flasks. We can seek out more tetrahedrite to make trade goods from billion.
22nd Moonstone, 188
Coal. Cassiterite, Platinum.
If anyone wants this land, they will have to fight us for it.
4th Opal, 188
The air's gotten cold, but not cold enough for snow, that I can tell. The broke has frozen, as have several pond. So much for the warm weather. And even this chill isn't stopping the damned blood gnats.
I've discussed a trade agreement with the caravan master as well, and he's put swords among the goods requested. Onul will love that.
24th Obsidian, 188
Hard to believe it's been near a year since we arrived. A year since Rakust and Astesh's picks sank into the soft, lumpy, muck of The Murk of Toads. Into a patch of boggy land paid for in the blood of two dwarves, and surely, to be paid for with the blood of many more of our kin. But it will also be paid for with the blood of its enemies.
As of this date, I've gotten rooms set aside for crafting, masonry, engineering, woodworking, and pottery and glass making. We've also got the beds moved into the first housing unit. Maybe we should rearrange the tables and chairs to go perpendicular to the hall?
18th Granite, 189
A group of migrants have come! I went out to greet them and met out duties based on what we have and need.
Cerol, Beekeeper and Macedwarf. Assigned to Ingish's squad and engraving duty.
Uvash, Weaver, marksdwarf, and husband of Cerol. Tasked with assisting Zulgar with tree-cutting.
Asob, Metalcrafting marksdwarf
Erush and Urvad, both beekeepers and hammerdwarves. Married. Assigned to masonry duty. Will likely assign them to Ingish's squad.
Nish, fisher and macedwarf.
Edem, Bone doctor and wound dresser, wife of Nish. Bet they met in a field hospital.
Ezum, son of Nish and Edem.
Rovod, A weaponsmith whom Onul says is of Great skill.
Ast, miner and speardwarf
Iton, husband of Ast. Trapper, assigned to stone and bone crafting.
Bembul, Soaper
Dastot, Macedwarf and metalcrafter. Wife of Bembul, and mother of Cook Rigoth.
Tulon, Swordsdwarf and armorer
Sazir, strand extractor, though what strands he extracts he wouldn't say. Also hammerdwarf and Tulon's husband.
Melbil, Axedwarf and Herbalist
Logem, Swordsdwarf and Spinner. Tasked with farming as well.
Another Tulon, Swordsdwarf and mason. Mason Tulon.
Mebzuth, Armorer and Speardwarf
Catten, Fishery axedwarf. Farmer now.
Stukos, Hunter
4th Slate, 189
Kogsak is in excellent spirits today, as are most of us, because the first child born in the fortress has been born! A healthy baby girl that she and Mestthos named Litast.
9th Slate, 189
We finally have a proper seed storage and farm being built. Hopefully we'll be set for food for the foreseeable future now. We've also gotten a firing post and a barracks for the marksdwarves built above the entrance to the Great Hall.
10th Slate, 189
Jeweler Onol gave birth to a girl today, and this has everyone in good spirits as you would guess. The militia seems to take this as a sign that they need to start training dilligently; there are children that need defending here now.
11th Slate, 189
I've put the miners to work digging a way down to start exploring for more minerals.
27th Slate, 189
Armorer Tulon's been acting funny. We all know the old tales, but when she upended a wheelbarrow full of claystone (pouring the contents on me while I was getting some stone to make a cabinet,) I was ready to give her a sound reprimand.
But then she turned around and walked out without saying a word, which means she must've gone into what is known in legend as a “Secretive” mood. She took some bronze (I recall she had a fondness for the stuff,) and some hematite for decoration presumably, and set to work.
2nd Felsite, 189
The miners hit a large muddy cave while digging an exploratory shaft downward. Rakust made the call to halt excavations, due to a tribe of troglodytes down there.
4th Felsite, 189
Armor Tulon has finished her project. According to the other smiths, it appears to be a highly stylized and less rough-looking design native to the lands of the snow people. Strangely, those people design their greaves like boots, and we only have a single greave as a result.
15th Felsite, 189
Word is elves have been spotted.
I went out with an escort to inspect their papers, and they have documentation of The Searing Fell. They say a rebel faction called The Granite Nature operates out of a nearby conifer forest. I asked how they found us, and they said “The same way our treasonous brethren almost assuredly will,” and pointed to a flock of ravens.
I also asked about any kobolds in the area, and they said that if any pestered us, it was likely the kobolds of tribe Chlofrugus.
Sure enough, not five minutes after one of Ingish's squad had gotten to the gate to stand watch, did Cerol spot an elf!
She proceeded to chase her down and knock her into a pond. When she crawled out, the first elf slain by our warriors Is killed not by hammer, mace, sword, or axe.
She is beaten to death with one of their precious trees! Two more elves were spotted as well, one by Hammerdwarf Cook Rigoth, and other by Colonel Ingish. Neither survived the encounter, while a fourth fled the area when Cerol spotted him.
The loyalists seemed pleased by the sight of us chucking dead insurgents into a stagnant pond with no ceremony, and they informed us that they had sunberry seeds and a tiger for sale! They even offered us a surprising deal on them, accepting forest beast totems and a few trinkets for such valuable commodities, in addition to a mixture of various surface brews, seeds, and plants.
23rd Felsite, 189
A goblin was spotted early this morning.
Nish took exception to it taking a swipe at him.
12th Hematite, 189
Another goblin spotted, and “Sarge” (as everyone has taken to calling Mestthos,) was quick to dispatch it. To everyone's horror, the boy Ezum emerged from the snatcher's bag! Thank the gods Metthos was there to save him!
1st Malachite, 189
I've married! Kubuk and I agreed that there's still too much to do for a party just yet, but once we have a well and rearrange the tables and chairs in the great hall, I'll find someone to set something up.
This is so exciting!
10th Malachite, 189
I and a few other stamped out a dirt road to the main gate, as the loyalist elves promised to direct a human caravan our way. We'll also need it for our own, and it will have to do until we can spare materials for a proper paved road.
The reason for this is we need materials for paving the water canal that is to fill our cistern under the Great Hall.
10th Malachite, 189
Migrants have come, among them the Great Marksdwarf Kumil!
Ineth, Fish dissector and swordsdwarf. As he knows actual medicine he is our new Medical Officer.
Sazir, Armorer and hammerdwarf
Mistem, son of Ineth and Sazir
Datan, Lye maker and Swordsdwarf
Kosoth, general metalworker
Dumat, Carpenter
Iden, Hunter and glassmaker
Muthkat, Medic and Macedwarf.
Mosus, Miner and Speardwarf
Our population sits at a little over 50, meaning a general election is due for sometime soon. Additionally, I've started moving people into the housing units proper, with married couples with children getting first pick of rooms, then married without children, and so on.
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Room assignments were meted out, and everyone now has a bed to call their own! We even have space for eight more people!
13th Galena, 189
I've put Mason Tulon in charge of a third squad, and looked for a few dwarves with spear and axe skills rto fill it out (and put our extra weapons to use.) I've also had the new bridge linked up to a lever. Call me paranoid, but I feel we'll be glad to have a larger body of armed dwarves in case any beasts or elves show up.
18th Galena, 189
Another mood, but this time there seems to be some sort of posession to blame. Sadly, this means the effort is largely wasted, though as an armorer the piece might be useful to the militia. It also seems that the loyalists made good on their promise, as wagons were spotted coming from the south.
Once they arrived, we showed them the bodies of three elf scouts that were found and dispatched three days ago. They said judging by the attire, they were likely part of an outlander army. They've been fighting one such army, The Tenacious Scale.
26th Galena, 189
Unbelievable. We got a pair. Maybe not from the same materials, but we got a fucking pair of artifact frostwalker greaves.
Unfortunately, Mason Tulon's been injured. A goblin attacked him and while he defended himself, he was stabbed twice. Thankfully the damage isn't permanent, but it has left him somewhat rattled. Ingish was lauded for her swift intervention as well.
1st Limestone, 189
Autumn has come, and with it I've put in work orders for copper swords to sell to the autumn caravan, as well as an iron helmet and sword for Mason Tulon (once he gets proper treatment that is.)
19th Limestone, 189
Migrants have arrived.
Sodel, Carpenter and Axedwarf.
Meng, Field Medic and Hammerdwarf
Edzul, Great Armorer
Feb, Fish Cleaner and Swordsdwarf
Kadol, General farmhand and swordsdwarf
Ast, leatherworker and speardwarf. Leather Ast.
Id, Animal Trainer and marksdwarf
28th Sandstone, 189
Sandstone has passed without incident. We've also finally gotten a dedicated metalworks dug out, and we have the smiths preparing to make a move into that area.
6th Timber, 189
Alright, so as expected with tapping stream from below, there was and will be some mild flooding even after cutting the supply of water.
Shouldn't be a problem though! So long as nobody gets washed in anyway. Honestly though, we.... probably should've installed extra floodgates.
20th Timber, 189
The caravan has arrived! Hopefully they'll arrive unmolested.
1st Moonstone, 189
Trade's been conducted, and we got many useful items from the merchants, as well as some more leather, food, and so on. However, our bookkeeper Meng, has been acting strangely. Perhaps it's the spirit of Tulon or Zan?
6th Moonstone, 189
Neat amulet.
In other news, I've got the miners working on digging a way further in, past the cavern. Unfortunately, while they can get the stairs partway in, we'll need quite a few brick bundles to build a secure shaft. I've also assigned Feb the Fish Cleaner to the duty of Manager, as I don't trust our less-skilled smiths to produce quality weapons in the War Forge and if I recall right, it's the manager who sets those work permissions.
It also seems my group-housing units are working like a charm! There's an immense sense of community developing among the population, and I'm greatly pleased by this! And since it's been near;y two years and we're finally able to protect ourselves, I've made sure to let everyone know the great hall can be used for any and all celebrations!
17th Moonstone, 189
We've picketed two dogs we purchased from the humans this summer by the gate, and begun construction of a road. Ingish has proposed we set columns in the ground to restrict traffic to using only the road, and when we have the materials, I think that's what we'll do.
Sarge has also suggested we place slabs around the area with imagery and messages for the inevitable enemy patrols and raiders.
28th Opal, 189
Opal has passed with numerous births and a party! After said party, Zulgar (who organized it,) went chopping trees with a great smile on his face! The other woodcutters swiftly joined him, and two others started yanking up plants for brew, food, and to make dyes and thread, if they can find any of the relevant plants.
18th Obsidian, 189
Five of them. Four speargoblins, and one axe goblin.
Kumil, Leather Ast, and Nish were down by the stream fishing and chatting about the new maces Catten and Ingish got, the party organized earlier in the month, the prevalence of mussels in the stream.
Kumil spotted them. He saw a pair of storks take off suddenly, when two goblins came out of the brush. Kumil had no bolts, otherwise he'd have fired on them that instant. Leather Ast dropped his rod and drew a small knife, as he hadn't yet been enlisted in the militia and thus no weapons otherwise.
Nish shoved him back and drew his silver mace, demanding they both flee and get help as a goblin charged. Kumil was already sprinting for his life, damning the other hunters for frittering away their bolts on ducks.
The lead goblin charged Nish, and he swung wildly at the greenskin, but it was no use! The goblin parried the blow easily and tried to slash his face with its spear, but it missed so badly it was almost comical, the goblin spinning around like an off-balance top! He snarled and opened his mouth to curse the dwarf, but as he got his bearings he saw the dwarf's mace flaying at him.
He didn't get a chance to duck, the superior dwarf-made bludgeon crashing into the side of the goblin's head, bending it at a horridly unnatural angle and sending the goblin crashing into the mire with a mushy thud.
Nish brought is mace down hard on the intruder, hard enough that the poor creature vomiting up its last meal all over itself. Nish looked around, and the other goblin seemed to have fled, so he resumed pummeling the unlucky goblin at his mercy, breaking an arm and leg as the goblin did its best to try and avoid a fatal head injury.
Finally though, help arrived! His raid leader attacked the dwarf from behind!
But... Why was she falling over? Why did the dwarf look more annoyed than scared?
The dwarf tripped over the raid leader's halberd, she threw up an arm... Now she's was screaming? Why? Because Nish had, in a brief flash of thought typical for battle, opted to make the most of his stumbling and bit the hated goblin! And proceeded to jerk his head around like an angry dog.
Nish paid the three other goblins no mind. One ran past him, ignoring the cries of their injured comrades, while two others refused to even come out of the trees to fight, instead opting to flee the goblin-biter.
Cook Rigoth arrived, hammer at the ready scant minutes after the goblin officer's head was pounded to mush. The speargoblin he'd down earlier was swiftly hunted down, but had died from the injury done on him by the mace-strike to his head.
“Nish! You alright? Where's- Oh.” Cook Rigoth said as he saw the axegoblin's head, the now-dead raider's skull looking decidedly... Misshapen.
“I'm fine. Same can't be said a this green bastard or one a her mates. Other three turned and ran soon as I took her leg out.” The macedwarf said, poking the dead squad leader with his foot.”
“Come on. Splint and Ingish are gonna wanna know about this.” Cook Rigoth said, gesturing towards the fort.
Nish grunted, slipped his bloody mace in the loop on his belt, and walked over to the stream. Without a word, he grabbed three salmon and walked past Rigoth.
“Why'd you grab that? Someone else could have gotten it.”
“You don' get between a dorf and his fish. You'd be wise to remember that Rig.”
An ambush! Oh gods, an ambush! Why hadn't I thought of that... Thank the gods they proved to be a bunch of incompetents up against a single dwarven warrior. But I doubt we'll be so fortunate next time.
We can't wait any longer. Ingish and her squad are to begin full training come spring.
Good afternoon those of you in the Eastern US/Canada timezone. Everyone else, fuck you for living in the wrong part of the world.
We have something special for this mid-day post, and holy fuck is it a doozy! I'd do more on summation, but I'm needed for yardwork.
Our population over the course of the past year has swelled, we've had first enemy contact, an ambush, several artifact - amazingly enough, we got a pair of artifact frostwalker greaves (Naukan equivalent to boots,) we got some platinum-cored bludgeons, andhave working farms!
We have a tiger and dogs, our herds are trying to grow (shifting the animals around is a constant annoyance since they otherwise fight over tiny patches of grass despite the pasture being more than half full of grass otherwise,) many babies born, finally got to have some parties, got a cistern made (and suffered a minor flooding accident) and our non-baby population is fully housed.
Hope you enjoy guys. And please dear readers, feel free to jump in, make suggestions on stuff to do! Claim dorfs! Something!
Can't do this all on my own folks. One dude can't be the voice of all.