15th Limestone:
A couple of merchants just arrived at the outskirts of the fortress today. Oddly enough, it seemed like they expected to find a fortress here. How the hell they knew about it beats me, cause as far as I can tell we’re out in the middle o’ nowhere, and nobody we know knows where we are.
The only things they actually had were five spools of cloth, ten plump helmets, some cave fish and some leather. The only other thing that happened was that they shoved a piece o’ parchment in me hands sayin' “HAVE YOU REMEMBERED TO PRAISE THE KING TODAY?”
Just a question: what kind of goddamn merchants only carry that much around with them? Hell, I’m just glad that now whatever civilization out there knows about us. I traded them four buckets for all of their plump helmets.
7th Sandstone
The B.L.T has finished construction. This lever connects to those two bridges blocking the river. I would highly suggest not pulling that lever for any reason.
In addition, the lever in the dining room is connected to the bridge outside. As me mum used to say, ye can never be too careful.
16th Sandstone
From me mum’s stories, I know that humans used to only trade if a fortress had long, wide roads on which they could drive their wagons. Even if it is only a myth, a road would be good for attracting some immigrants, now that this place’s mountainhome knows about us.
1st Moonstone:
Winter is upon us. The farms have dried up, and the nights grow cold outside. Hopefully we have enough food to survive until spring comes again.
8th Timber:
We needed some more wood for beds and barrels, so Mr. Frog goes out to chop down some trees.
16th Timber:
Today, a scream was heard from outside the fortress! As we all rushed to see what happened, it turned out that Mr. Frog had accidentally provoked the unicorns as he was cutting down trees.
Thankfully, he didn’t get so close to the unicorns as to provoke their ungodly wrath. We won’t be so lucky next time.
10th Opal
Because the farmers had nothing to do, EyoyaBosan decided to throw a party. While I would normally be fine with this, everybody rushed into the room, cancelling whatever it was we were doing. Goddamnit, we NEED those roads!
4th Obsidian:
Parties. Nothing but parties. EyoyaBosan and Zanzetkuken have been throwing endless parties ever since that first one in Opal. I can’t think, I can’t sleep, I can’t even think! Quiet down ye bastards!
1st Granite:
Spring has arrived. In ancient dwarven tradition, fortress management will be turned over to another dwarf. About time too. Now I’ll have plenty of time mining to think to myself.
I will break us out of this place. I will see my family again.
There you go! The save goes up tomorrow, after I've sufficiently satisfied my OCD with the hex.