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.Spring 554As preparations continue for the cavern wood extraction, I sacrifice one of our few logs to make a wooden barrel for an ashery. This will let us make soap for the hospital, a necessity we're greatly lacking in
Clothing production is ramping up as well as we have three new dwarfs about to become children. Although dwarven clothing is traditionally made out of pig tail, given our low workforce, and large amount of sheerable animals, I've decided to go with yarn.
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I had a horrid nightmare last night that we begun the tree felling operations.
During the dream, a towercap threaten to fall on Imic and crush him. He managed to dodge out of the way to only land in the underground ocean. All we could do was watch him drown ...
Before we harvest any wood, everyone needs to learn to swim!
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I give you the Swimmaster 3000
A pressure plate, a few levers, and a bridge. A dwarf tries to go for the lever unsuspecting, and then takes a dump into the water reservoir below. Unfortunately, it didn't work. Nix managed to get across the bridge before the pressure plate could fire, rending the entire design moot.
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Summer 554Frak us.
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The Swimmaster 4000 is ready for field testing. Imic notices that a lever needs to be pulled and ...
Blamo! I give you the swimming king!
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Swimming progress across the fort is coming along slowly.
Unfortunately, I underestimated the dwarven desire NOT to enter water, and a few [subscript]like Nix[/subscript] rather brace themselves against the wall, and get to the lever. I can't help but feel like I'm trying to design a better mousetrap
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After a final round of improvements, I give you the Swimmaster 5000! The walls still need to be smoothed out, but this baby has managed to get anyone who tries to get the
cheese lever. On the very off chance they get across, a pressure-plated one-way door lets them out to try again.
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Gah, the Swimmaster worked a little too well. Nix finally managed to go
plunk, into the icy water, and let go her grasp of MoonyTheHuman (I have no idea why she named him that, but I'm not going to judge). Right now, Moony is floating in the water alive, but trapped, and Nix refuses to go down to get her baby.
IT'S NOT LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO SWIM!*sigh*. I had a new pump installed to drain pool (Imic gracefully ran the pump for us).
I had the manager (aka me) forbid Nix from using that lever to prevent a repeat. Overall, knowledge of swimming is growing throughout the fort.
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Winter 554Something is banging around in Rodentland.
I'd ignore it, expect through its vibrations, we've made a discovery!
Adamantine, the absolute god of metals. And we're sitting on a boatload of the stuff. We can't get to it now, but I'm happy to know its there. Perhaps it will come in hand when we finally are forced to fight the goblins or humans.
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I've tried to lure that giant humaniod out of Atlantis by opening up the boreshaft Nix dug.
No luck. The Elk Birds are hiding in trees out of fear.
I can't say I blame them
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Spring 555Ok, enough is enough. I've had the wood collection area expanded, and a line of fortifications installed. Imic knocked out the last of the stone seperating Atlantis from the rest of the fort, and a bait dog was placed in the center of the room. Big fat and smelly beast wanders in, and a well timed pulls trap him in the cross fire.
We used a LOT of bolts
I must admit for a time I was worried the beast would not fall despite its injuries
until it finally keeled over with a shot to the head.
I celebrated my first kill with whip wine beer, and a turkey roast.