Hey, it's been two years since we moved to this strange and unwelcoming desert. A lot has happened in that crazy amount of time, I tell ya! Let's take a tour of the fortress, shall we?
Starting at the bottom, the second cavern layer, blocked by a wall and slowly filling with corpses and fire and burning corpses.
One layer above, we have two highwood door and a weapon trap protecting us from whatever undead lurks down below. Safe.
Right above that, a long row of rooms being excavated. Triaxx sure loves his digging.
Then, above the empty 3x3 rooms, we have three layers of interconnected workshop areas. Can also be used for storage by putting the appropriate materials above or below a given station, I suppose.
A bookkeeper office and some coffin rows. A few of them are made of ''unidentified material''. What the hell.
Above this, we reach the older fortress. the mine/werebear containment facility, then the founding workshops, and the tightly packed living areas.
And above that, the various improvements to... Wait. Triaxx did not expand the surface facilities? Damn miners! Even the chairs have not been placed next to the dinning table I installed. :/
That sure would explain why the expedition leader is entirely furious against Triaxx.
It seems that 18 dwarves have died in Murderflood so far, which is half the current population. I'm not sure this survival rate will attract many new migrants, but that may work our way until we can expand the fortress further.
Here are the current residents of the fortress. Maybe some of you will want to claim them as your own. Let's take a look at a few of the already named ones, especially our newcomers.
Monster Slayer Thoryane is turning out to be an exceptional dwarf, both physically and mentally. Her various dabbling in many administration tasks sure sharpened her already superior attributes. she makes a damn fine commander and founder, I'll tell you that.
Gwolfsky is trying to catch up on the melee side, and took part in a fight against a non-neutralised opponent this year, earning himself a troglodyte kill. He also has the most friends in the fortress from what I can see, no doubt because of his rugged eyepatch.
Here's our newest doctor, miraculously alive thus far.
And his travelling companion the armorsmith Sanctume.
Haerdalas is somehow still alive, despite the latest overseer's claims. He's still missing a foot, but he's learned to use a crutch by now.
This lady claims to be Zuglarkun's reincarnation, even tho she is clearly 90-ish years old.
Here's Blitz Gamer, who has suffered some severe injuries recently. thankfully, his days are brightened by his newborn son Onget Ridership.
Sarrak and some of his friends are still alive and kicking, taking part in cavern raids and monster hunts whenever they can. Here are their tallied kills.
And finally, here's Nujux our misguided woodcutter. He likes to say his own name a lot.
Now, you can say a lot of things about Triaxx. That he failed to expand the surface fortress, or spent all his term digging random rooms, or didn't get along with most of the newcomers. While somewhat true, these allegations i can get by. He's an old friend and I can forgive him many things. But there's one thing you don't do. Not to dwarves.
You don't fucking abscond to your underground complex with all the booze.