Journal of Tobul Ottantun, Jeweler
Granite (Early Spring)
It seems our zealous Thimeth has finally been retired as leader. I am just a simple jeweler, but the people respect me for my art. I was inspired by the Demon to create Nazush Arkim, my engraved chrysoberyl, and so to them it seemed natural for them to elect me as their leader. I promised I would do my best, for Diamondlucid!
I'm not too excited, however, as the political situation seems pretty unstable. I'm a simple jeweler, but I'm not stupid. I'll have to watch my step. Still, I'll enjoy the perks of the job while it lasts.
The first thing I did was straighten out who was doing what. I made sure everybody was clear on what their role was, and informed everyone that nobody would be working near the magma any longer. Everyone was glad to hear this, as the scrabbling and whiperings had people pretty spooked. I'm glad I could start off with a popular decision. The bed shortage has been ignored lately, too, so I started looking at how to fix it...
Oh great, now the cave river has overflowed into the hallway. Who forgot to close the doors? Oh well, no one has time to clean it up. We'll just ignore it.
Well, the yearly elf caravan arrived, and it was an absolute diplomatic disaster. I don't have much experience with elves, so I was a little surprised when all they had to trade was a few plants. Well, I figured we could use 'em to brew, so I offered a few of our crafts. Who knew elves don't like kitten bone rings? They were completely offended! They even refused our silk things! I maintain that harvesting silk in no way harms the wee spiders...bah! Who needs those beardless folk anyway. They left without a single trade.
No doubt I'll have more success with the humans.
Slate (Mid Spring)
Oh no...
I have long thought the food processing in this fortress could use some re-working. This was my chance to polish it up, so I drew up some plans for a food storage room right next to the dining room.
I handed the sketch to a miner and had him go at it. Of course, I didn't realize til afterwards that the miner was Thimeth, and he purposely didn't warn me that the wall had one of Mistem's masterpieces on it. He happily smashed the engraving to bits, and obviously when Mistem found out he was devastated.
He flew into a rage and killed poor Dastot! It took several dwarves to restrain him 'til the sheriff could arrive...this is awful. He had to be locked up until he calms down. I can't believe this is happening. And of course, I got the blame for everything. I'll have to be more careful in the future, and think of some way to regain the favor of the people. I might not be as lucky as Thimeth if they decide to remove me from power...and they nearly left him to the skeletal jaguars.
To make things worse, the Queen has appointed a Mayor to our settlement. Onul Voiletpaint. She seems to look down on my leadership, and our self-government in general. However, she agreed to let me lead for the remainder of the year, as long as she is given accomodations that are up to her standards, and any items she requests.
I ordered work on her quarters immediately. At least she brought a Broker with her, so there won't be any more "mishaps" with traders. And the extra workers are welcome, even if we don't quite have a bed for each of them. This brings the population to 80.
Felsite (Late Spring)
Haha! Good news! I have come up with a plan to regain my reputation. I spent a couple days locked away, and in a fit of inspiration drew up plans for a grand catacombs:
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That's right! A tomb for every dwarf and dwarf-child! What's more, they're near the Demon, and any dwarf would be proud to buried in such a special place, a place of legend. The people seemed quite excited at my idea. Of course, nobody wants to get close enough to dig it out, but here's the master stroke of my plan...I've assigned Thimeth to dig the tombs! Now I've got my revenge, and my reputation back on top of it. Things are looking bright once again.
Now, the farmers seem to be underproducing. I'll have to go see what's wrong at the farms...anyway, I think I'm getting the hang of being in charge.
(OOC, I haven't actually played through all of Felsite, but I'm sleepy so I'll call it finished for the story. I think poor Mistem will never get over his artwork, he's still tantruming. Oh, and any advice or commentary is appreciated. Tomorrow: summer.)