From the journal of "DS" Veiledship:What a mess.
On my way out of the dining hall last night, I was accosted by a crazed fellow with a dangerous look in his eye. He seemed positively gleeful when he insisted that I take up the position of director of Abyssmined before he fled into the wilderness. I might have dismissed the encounter as a mad dream, but when I awoke this morning, the overseer was standing over my bed, asking for orders.
Oh, come on.
Well. Soon after I "assumed control" of Abyssmined, we were attacked by a cyclops.
Our military defeated it handily...
...or, so I'm told.
A dwarf brought news to me today - that our wood cutters are idiots and cannot be trusted with even the simplest of tasks.
The caravan arrived today! For some reason, I didn't anticipate this.
Fortunately, there are still loads of crafts and finished goods still piled up at the depot. I order all of it to be flagged for trade.
We exchanged all the worthless goods for valuable weaponry, caged animals, alcohol, brewable vegetables, and seeds.
Today, a horrific monster arrived at Abyssmined.
I found out when the militia commander told me about the incident. When he asked why I hadn't responded when the monster arrived, I told him that I was busy, and couldn't have been bothered.
I can't stand this hovel any longer. The dining hall is cramped, with barely enough room for myself and my audience. What's worse, traveling performers have arrived at Abyssmined, and now I am forced to brush shoulders with these charlatans while I practice my art. To remedy this situation, I have commissioned a grand dining hall to be constructed - lit from above by sunlight, and sunk into the rock below.
The acoustics will be terrific.
This afternoon, the halls of Abyssmined echoed with the enraged screams of the insane.
A blacksmith, for some reason, went berserk and started attacking nearby dwarves with his copper pick. Why did the blacksmith go insane? Why was he wielding a copper pick? These are questions for the ages - perhaps I will write a song about it.
In any case, the military saw to the blacksmith.
Today, some stuff happened, but...