Chapter 6: The Prologue is Finally OverEvents of 26 Slate, 1001Eighteen dwarves gathered in the dining room. Despite its relatively small size, the room could easily hold the entire population of the fortress. Asmel stood on one of the tower-cap tables. Before she spoke, she looked at the others. Some seemed to be handling Kivish’s death well, mainly those who didn’t know him well. Those who had arrived to the fortress with Kivish, however, seemed much more distraught.
Asmel herself hadn’t felt much when Amoth died. She figured that the military commander died bravely, defending the fortress from the outside fortress. With Kivish, though, it was different. She didn’t even like the lye maker, yet she still felt like the fortress had suffered a great loss.
Because we have, she thought, with Kivish’s death, the dwarven population has now been reduced by over five percent.
We’re running out of dwarves.The expedition leader then turned to the others. “Listen to me. I made a mistake,” she announced. “I tried to do too much too quickly. Kivish never should have been placed in that situation.” For a second, she briefly considered stepping down as expedition leader, then decided against it. “We have time. We have all the time in the world. The demons below are not going anywhere.”
Someone threw a rock mug at her, which was especially strange because dwarves don’t even drink alcohol from mugs. There was no reason to bring the mug into the dining hall in the first place. Kivish dodged the object, then looked for its source. Deciding she couldn’t find it, she moved on.
“I’m sorry,” she continued, “We were too busy focused down there when we aren’t even prepared to survive up here. I can’t fix my mistakes, but I can make sure something like that won’t happen again. That’s why we’re going to get this fortress up and running before we even think about the demons again.”
Asmel wanted to continue, but for a second she thought she would cry. Not wanting anyone else to see her like that, she stepped off the table and left. The other dwarves waited in the dining hall for a few minutes, then they left too to resume their duties.
Journal of Asmel, 3 Felsite 1001We have begun to work on the other aspects of the fortress that we’ve missed so far. Progress is slow, because of a lost pick and our general lack of knowledge about key aspects of fortress design, like stone detailing. No one in the fortress is even a novice at it, so we’re learning as we go along.
We can’t recover Kivish’s body, since it resides in demon controlled Lower Axedipped. For now we engrave a slab for him, in order to put his soul to rest. I’m sad that he died, but his description, lover of chestnut wood, reminds me of why I hated him.
Getting stuck in trees, loving wood, having a pet animal that he loves more than people, always disagreeing with the dwarves, who does that remind you of?
Journal of Asmel, 19 Galena 1001As of today, the dwarves in PsychoAngel’s squad have gained enough skill to be considered spearmasters. They continuously spar and train all day. It’s good that they’re all so strong since, well…
The demons taken residence in the failed trap from a few months ago. A single mistake in our digging, a single wrong removal of a wall, and they will swarm the fortress. We will need strong military dwarves.
Journal of Asmel, 26 Galena, 1001The bedrooms have been finished. Everyone, except PychoAngel and me, has their own bedroom, complete with a door, bed, cabinet, and coffer. The entire area has been smoothed, too. Work continues on the metalworks, among other locations.
Journal of Asmel, 6 Limestone, 1001Catten, one of the wrestlers from the second squad, has killed a snake. Congratulations on killing something twenty times smaller than you. We should congratulate Lambsinsects next on killing Kivish next.
In actually important news, our forges have been completed. Already, De, Tilat, and Dragoni have begun arming the other four dwarves in the military. We have found tetrahedrite, which means everyone gets copper armor and weapons. Hooray!
Journal of Asmel, 26 Limestone, 1001After some deliberation, I have decided to take away the spears from PsychoAngel’s squad. I know they’re all better at using the spears, but those kind of weapons are nearly useless against demons. Axes and swords are our best bet.
Events of 4 Sandstone, 1001PsychoAngel, Iton, and Atir gathered near the bottom of the spiral staircase. For a few moments, they waited. A miner soon came by broke through the wall around them. The three dwarves poured out into the cavern layer. Quickly, the civilians resealed the wall behind them. While the rest of the fortress worked on created a safe entrance to it, the squad would explore the uppermost cavern layer.
The three dwarves cautiously walked around the surrounding area. It was unlikely that anything more threatening than a troglodyte lived in the caves, but then again, in Axedipped titans within a few months of arrival at a fortress and demons escape Hell for no reason at all. The three were on their highest guard.
Well, until Iton decided to take a nap in the middle of the incredibly hostile wilderness, surrounded by deadly monsters with only a few scant pieces of armor for protection. PsychoAngel and Atir thought they should at least get back to the fortress to sleep, where they would have a few scant pieces of armor
and a small wooden floor to protect them from the horrifying monsters of the deep.
The cavern itself was very wide, which was good, but it also had steep changes in elevation, making it impossible to see more than a few meters in front of you. Regardless, the dwarves explored the caverns and then made their way to the newly formed access tunnel without incident.
We're going to replace the wall with a set of two drawbridges for safe, easy access to the tunnels, but a wall will have to do for now.
Journal of Asmel, 27 Timber, 1001The noble rooms are completed, and by noble, I mean PsychoAngel and myself, of course. We have so few dwarves that nearly half the fortress counts as a ‘noble’ in some way, even Degel, our broker, who has absolutely no job because we were never visited by the humans, meaning that we will never actually trade with anyone.
Journal of Asmel, 8 Obsidian 1001Work on most of the civilian aspects of the fortress are completed. Right now, we’re working on building a hospital and a prison. I realize that these are rarely, if ever, going to be used, but for the time being, I want to make this fortress as normal as possible, and if that means making a hospital when our primary enemy is much more likely to murder everyone rather than just wound them, so be it.
All we need are those finishing pieces of furniture. If we do it quickly, we might be able to finish before the year is over.
Or the only two dwarves we need can go on break right now, instead. That’s cool too. It’s not like you haven’t done anything besides haul for the past few months and we only need you to actually do your jobs right now, and you decide to do absolutely nothing..
Oh, wait.Journal of Asmel, 1 Granite 1002We have been here for two years now. We’ve hit some rough patches, but overall we have been relatively safe. You know, relatively considering we’re surrounded by demons.
It’s time to do something about that, though. For the last two years, we’ve mostly focused on civilian matters. There were military parts, of course, but our main goal was survival. That stops now.
We have a few finishing touches to put on the hospital and a few other areas, but once that’s done, our attention will turn to the creatures below. After two years of waiting, we're done with our preparation. Now it's time to fight the war.