190 LIM 28
Migrants have arrived.
Reg Ringweb, Butcher. Assigned to process fat for soap and to replace Feb as manager.
Reg Sideposts, Butcher. Professes skill with swords.
Dodok Yornets, Farmhand. Professes skill with hammers.
Zasit Minesneaked, Stonecrafter. Professes skill with crossbows.
Tekkud Armortaker, Milker. Professes skill with swords.
Catten Cloisterreward, Farmhand. Professes skill with maces.
Ustuth Atticwaved, Fish cleaner. Professes skill with maces. Wife of Catten.
Ingish Rushedpaints, child. Daughter of Catten and Ustuth.
Already Mayor Nutsalves is mandating more beds for the new arrivals, and approves of my preemptive reassignment of Ringweb to tallowmaker and manager.
190 SND 2
The dig crew has hit a second cave. Rakust the lead miner orders a halt to excavations so that the shaft may be secured from the giant olm and red-eyed crocodile that dwell therein.
190 SND 3
The bone doctor Likot has become peculiarly secretive, and secluded herself in a workshop with a number of raw materials. A farmhand has also reported that someone keeps absconding with the seed barrels while he tries to do his assigned labor for the day.
The population sits at 110, with the addition of a new baby. Farmhand Catten has enlisted with the militia and been issued a Masterful silver Rovod mace.
190 SND 7
Sublime for a boat.
190 SND 28
The remainder of the month has passed without serious incident. An outland scout was spotted, but was swiftly run off by Macedwarf Nish. More coal and tetrahedrite has been mined. As we have more iron than copper, I have proposed we switch to iron armor.
Mayor Nutsalves has agreed, and I have organized the uniform, labelling it “Light Battle Uniform.”
190 TIM 4
A strange creature was spotted near the entrance. Lore describes it as a “grimeling.”
Colonel Ingish's squad fell upon it with a flurry of flying bludgeons. Unfortunately, it proved very resilient. Despite numerous broken limbs, it tried ceaselessly to murder one of the watch dogs.
They continued pummeling the cabbage-handed creature until Kogsak arrived and decapitated it.
190 TIM 8
The miners have been ordered to dig out the exposed vein of gold ore. I don't know what he plans to commission from the metal.
190 TIM 15
The merchants have come, and Sergeant Lidku celebrates their arrival with a party. Our labors and population now have us considered a full-fledged city as well. Splint oversaw trade, and offered 20,000 coppers in goods to Queen Erush's representative, as proof we are wealthy enough to warrant relocating the government to this location. Also such is our wealth, that even the extortionate rates charged for ammunition were not enough to prevent its purchase!
190 TIM 20
The engravers have finished smoothing out the great hall's walls. I have told them to stay their chisels, until such time has passed that when they begin to set history to stone, the elves will hear their screaming dead in our walls.
190 OPAL 2
Winter comes and moonstone passes quietly. The road is barricaded against wagons from all but the intended entry, and plinths for statues and message slabs erected.
However, while smoothing the floor of a housing unit, an engraver began behaving erratically, muttering to themselves and collecting materials. Once they had what they deemed was needed, they set to work. A possession.
190 OPAL 5
Sigun is narcissistic, but her rendition of an elf beast killing a hated greenskin is indeed stunning.
190 OPAL 17
Rovod is truly a master of war-related art!
There is truly no finer example of dwarf-portable elf-slaying design! Nor of finer materials, save the famed bones of the earth itself.
190 OPAL 22
Splint has put in requisition forms for new armor for the militia at Commander Ingish's request. I had the manager approve them after Mayor Nutsalves gave his approval on the order. We have also had a large wave of births, pushing the population to 118, roughly a quarter of our number being children.
190 OBS 5
A kobold was spotted early this morning by the reservist Adil. According to the treeslayer Tobul, Reservist Adil was quick to hit the kobold with his axe, knockiing it to the ground with the bit buried firmly in it. He explained at length the detail of the small criminal's entrails being yanked free with the axe.
After severing both arms, the kobold swiftly died, presumably from bloodloss.
190 OBS 10
Splint has the workers doing something without the approval of Mayor Nutsalves. What specifically I do not know, but many blocks have been marked for building some kind of transit duct for fluids and a swath of ground to be cleared of timbers, and many of those apparently intended for windmills.
190 OBS 19
The greenskins have sent a hefty probing force to face us, loaded down with maces of various kinds and lead by a crossbow-toting warlord astride an elk bird. Commander Ingish and Sergeant Mestthos lead their warriors forth to face them.
The goblins seem confident, with the Great Bears flying proudly from the saddle of the elk bird.
I eagerly await their accounts of the battle, that our engravers may know them and engrave their foes' deaths in our walls and floors! That our masons may sculpt the crushing of skulls!
The dwarves advanced towards the loud clattering and shouting of the goblins.
“Come out 'n' fight dorfs!” “Crawl outchyer holes and fight like real dorfs!” They'd say.
Thier friends and family were counting on them. Even this one squad could kill dozens of dwarves before they could be overpowered. They had to be stopped here. And so, they kept moving forward.
And then, they made contact.
“There they are! Bash'em lads!” The marksgoblin shouted, firing a wild shot in their direction.
It missed completely, by the mercy of the gods, only the Swordsdwarf Edem having to actually move to avoid it. The Macedwarf Cerol however, lead the charge, and after ducking a flail-swing, she swung the heavy platinum-cored mace upwards and struck her opponent square in the head!
The mace made the goblin's iron cap look like it offered virtually no resistance, the side crumpling and the goblin spinning around awkwardly before hitting the ground with a thud, the side of his head looking bloody and misshapen.
[This... Was a better first use of my modded material maces than I was anticipating ]
As the soldiers rammed into and circled around one another, a foot flew off, the sound of a goblin screaming his foot was gone audible over the insults being exchanged and clattering of flails and clubs against shields and mail.
Feb gave chase to the goblin leader, and a brief moment of confusion cost the rider his hand, and his mount was quickly boarded; after a brief struggle, he was thrown from it! The giant bird thrashed about, Feb falling off its back, but she had done what he intended.
Meanwhile, Nish had saved Edem, snapping the thighbone of a goblin that attacked the swordsdwarf from behind. He then brought his mace down so hard that he had practically collapsed the goblin's ribcage!
Ingish also blocked a blow, and then barged into the goblin, bashing her in the head hard enough to nearly twist her neck around a full 180!
However, as a second goblin fell, Adil having sliced off his leg, the goblins had a change of heart, and with a single yell of “Tha boss is dead! Run fer it!” Causing their morale to fully collapse. A head flying into the crowded fight served as proof of the whistle-blower’s panicked shout. Feb had broken the back of the siege with one stroke of her masterwork copper Rovod blade!
Kogsak was quick to give chase to the cowards, taking down a fleeing goblin while down the road she could Feb yanking her sword out of another. Someone also yelled something about a kobold, but it was of little consequence, especially since Catten beat it to death.
The dwarves raised their weapons, flasks, and helmets to victory!
The battle is done, and our warriors stand proud over the dead goblins! Our worst injury was from Edem, who was struck in the head by an iron flail; the bruise was a fairly good size and ran up the side of his face.
The populace (myself included) were quick to descend on the battlefield, scavenging socks and pants while marking the enemy gear to be melted down.
191 GRN 1Spring comes, and with it the prospect of more refugees. I have taken the liberty to issue an order to expand the housing units as a result.
191 GRN 7Mayor Nutsalves finally managed to meet with the liaison to discuss various matters, among them our elevation to a Baron's holding!
191 SLT 14Well. That can't be a good sign. However, after speaking with Splint, Ast's demise is an acceptable casualty. It seems she neglected to leave herself a way out of the intended shaft from which we will draw magma to build a great tomb complex from a solid obsidian mass.
Iton is in decent enough spirits as well, as he was unaware his wife and child had even been stuck down there (he's been busy for weeks making training munitions for the militia, and has been sleeping and taking his meals in his workshop as a result.) Though he was glad to have his daughter saved, I have doubts she will survive without a dedicated provider, as Iton simply can't afford to stop producing said munitions.
191 SLT 19Refugees, as expected.
Led Firstpage, Bowyer/swordsdwarf. Assigned as a sergeant.
Zulban Stepperampart, Hunter. Ban enforced, assigned to Sergeant Kumil's squad.
Lorbam Paddlebinds, Clothier/Axedwarf.
Olin Laudtin, Weaver and macedwarf Wife of Lorbam, and slayer of a feared goblin warrior as well as their pet leopard and five other goblins.
Adil Hammerflight, daughter of Olin and Lorbam.
Solon Carriedpick, Axedwarf/Treeslayer
Ilral Hatchetrushed, Speardwarf/Butcher. Wife of Solon.
Tosid Oilykissed, Animal Dissector.
Domas Glovenotched, Leatherworker.
Sarvesh Tinardent, General Craftsdwarf/Macedwarf.
Dastot Cobaltbrush, Farmhand/Hammerdwarf, wife of Sarvesh.
Muthkat Armorspeaks, Presser/Axedwarf.
Zan Criedglaze, Carpenter.
Lor Weakenarch, Great Metalsmith.
Adil Gearrevered, Doctor. Husband of Lor.
Thob Swordtired, Miner/Swordsdwarf.
Monom Admirenet, Siege Gunner. Husband of Thob.
Asmar Tealanvil, Farmhand.
Dobar Riddlelabor, Farmhand.
Bomrek Nationglaze, Tanner/Macedwarf. Killer of 8 goblins at Terrorpeak.
With these survivors, we sit at 143 dwarves, and according to lore, that makes us a metropolis!
The militia is also more or less fully equipped. Every soldier has a full suit of iron chain armor, gauntlets, and boots, as well as a wooden shield and leather body armor. Regular soldiers have been issued bronze helmets, while Sergeants get iron ones. Additionally, there are plans to commission a steel helm for Colonel Ingish.
191 FEL 18Merchants have come, and among their animals, a giant leopard! I will have to ensure we get such a fine beast.
Additionally, a survey shows Tulon Oilabbeys to be our finest armorer, and so she will receive her own forge, and make the helmet for Colonel Ingish.
191 HEM 15Babies continue to pile up. It is good we have substantial plants to brew and eat and ample fish and meat imports for variety. I have also learned of the symbol that was chosen for our local government by Queen Erush.
The symbolism is clear. This place truly is the stronghold from which our people will either become prosperous, or mount it's final stand.
191 HEM 22More refugees.
Aristotle Roaredmirror, Enginneer/Macedwarf.
Sazir Heldcobalt, Fishery worker. Ban enforced, reassinged as an apprentice mason.
Urist Whippedtools, Farmhand/Axedwarf.
Sigun Griptreaties, Jeweler/Macedwarf. Husband to Urist.
Minkot Gorgepearls, Animal Trainer/Macedwarf.
Likot Workedrooted, Fish Cleaner/Marksdwarf.
Tholtig Viledpulley, Fishery worker/Hammerdwarf. Ban enforced, reassigned to herbalism.
191 MAL 14Tosid has expired, unattended by the many dwarves nearby, who were busy with various tasks or partying. Unfortunate, and many abandoned the party going on in the great hall as a result. Hers will be a heavy casket to place.[/i]
Updaaaate! Hey guys, sorry about that.
So, we got our first siege. Goblins sadly. Gonna see if I can't find the force event script to make the damned elves attack us. No casualties, though my construction plans did kill two people. I'm sure I'll fuck something up and either there will be a massive mishap involving a leak or lack of power.
Somehow in the siege we only got a few bruises, and thanks to Feb managing to make the enemy leader dodge off their mount, we cleaned house there. I've also discovered our civilization and local symbols: A Pair of Dwarves for Trampledlantern, and A Millstone for The Equivalent Helms (our civ.)
The time also fast approaches that the government will relocate, and I have in fact for the first time ever, begun work on a pumpstack. That will most likely fail miserably as stated. Any suggestions to prevent power failure are welcome (water wheels won't work because the stream will freeze for a week or two every year, which could cut power mid-pumping operation.)
We have over 150 dwarves, two active squads, and are about to become a barony, if Mr Frog would stop working long enough to finish the meeting. Production of pig tail fiber is also in full swing, we've dug up plenty of shit.... In all, things are good in Trampledlantern.
More to come as I am able, what with the new job and everything.