This is a masterwork dog leather journal owned by Kogan 'NCommander' Kelnakuth. On its covered is adored images of seven dwarfs. The image related to the founding of Scorchedgravel, the last Dwarven settlement.Summer-Autumn 150
---Imic has been riding me on getting this thing up to date. The eternal optimist actually thinks someone is going to read this. I rather think of it as a document of all our mistakes, purposefully cataloged for study by future archaeologists studying the remains of the last of
Nanorum sapiens. So, in preparation for being entombed in some sorta "Museum of Evil", I suppose I should summarize.
It's been six months since we got stranded here, and nearly killed after our wagon broke. For the most part, we've forgiven Nix for it, though I don't think the rift between her and Imic will ever heal entirely. They seem to have some unspoken agreement just not to talk to each other. It helps that she's spent most of her time digging out forges for Gwolfski, and mining out the easy-to-reach iron on the hillside:
Given our hiatus, Nix, and Imic have gone and dug out a small dining room and made some tables and chairs out of the rocks. They even managed to get Gwolfski to make some rock mugs while he waits for his forge. While I don't really like the idea of settling down here at all, I did enjoy having a place to sit, and listen to Ryukan recite some (in his mind, good) poetry.
True to her work, Udil, who has started going by Tournesol has managed to get a farm going in the clay, and has said we'll be harvesting any day. The moss transplant also has kept our llamas fed, so I don't need to worry about them starving on us.
We've also had several makeshift nestboxs set down to allow what little game we have to start laying eggs, which I'll have cooked into roasts. Combined with Mistem/Derro's work on picking the plants, our stocks our looking better. Once we have a fresh supply of pots, we can use the iron and wood we have collected to fashion a new wagon, and get on our way.
Speaking of iron, I should note the solution I came up to the magma delivery problem to get Gwolfski in business. I had Nix dig a small access tunnel to the crater, and dig a stairway directly under the forge level. While it required turning a few logs into charcoal to smelt the necessary iron, we got a pump which could move magma from the volcano and into a safe location.
Imic,
of course, decided to be the one who operated it.
He's always smiling ...This worked great right up until the forges flooded*.
Gwolfski came running out, slightly singed, shouting for us to stop!
No fatalities or injuries, fortunately. The only causality was Gwolfski's clay piles, which is nothing but scorched gravel now ...
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* - I don't get why this pressurized. Originally, I flooded the forges without that channel there, and immolated Imic and Nix when they channeled out the forge holes when it came flooding in. After I savescummed, I dug the channel in advance which prevented !!dwarfs!! but made a mess. I managed to do this a third time when I had to savescum the migrants away