Fall update. Will figure out pictures and then repost.
Journal of Northwinds Mirror-drill
28th Galena, 253
I’ve had enough. Everything has gone to hell all too quickly. Two of our founders died, killed in the chaos that ensued when someone gave the order to kill the philosophers and scholars. A bloody mess. In the time since, it has only gotten worse. A forgotten beast showed up, and while it was dealt with, it is still something we need to deal with. It is time I think for a change in leadership. I voluntarily joined the militia, as a swordsman. As we teeter closer and closer to the end, the military will be what holds us strong. Now, I need to gather my loyal friends to dethrone Snow.
Events from 29th Galena, 253
Northwinds had passed the signal to his friends, and they advanced on the door where they had seen Snow disappear into. To pray likely. Now was figured to be the best opportunity to ambush him.
With a few whistles and the clamor of arms and armor, they moved into the room, and surrounded a very surprised dwarf.
“What’s going on?!” he asked, panicked.
“We got sick of the chaos that is unfolding around us,” one of the marksdwarves said. She was nervous, he knew the signs, but she was pushing it down as best she could. “You failed. We’ll try our bets on another person.”
“Who? Who will be replacing me?” he asked, now wary.
“Me,” Northwinds said. He stepped out a ways, to clarify. He had borrowed the sword he carried from one of his friends, and rested a hand on it, hoping it appeared calm and collected. Snow didn’t appear to notice.
1st Limestone, 253
First order of business, expand the military, and equip them. It won’t matter how well we are with a sword if we get cut down with single strike. And, if we die, we can’t protect anyone else. In a few days, I’ll return to check on our progress.
11th Limestone, 253
Sometimes I wonder how the heck I managed to find my way around this place it’s a maze. I had to ask a dozen people where to find the security switch, and even then I’m not sure I’ll be able to find it again. Hopefully someone else remembers. I’m considering having someone draft plans to alter the architecture, but I think that’s a little drastic.
19th Limestone, 253
So… a dwarf liquified himself. We heard screaming down where the track that hauls magma up to the upper levels begins. Magma was everywhere, as was smoke. We’re not sure exactly, but it seems Gwolfski was the victim. I’ve ordered the entire operation to halt until I can get someone to tell me what went wrong.
This is just great.
25th Limestone, 253
I’ve ordered parts of our fortress to be smoothed. Little of interest has occurred, besides some unusual discussion wafting from the library. Seeing all of the scholars, the cause of the civil unrest, I decreed that we would allow only long term residents, and citizens to use the library. Hopefully that’ll keep them away for now.
1st Sandstone, 253
Seems we aren’t the only one with issues. Conquests from enemies, and political change of hands. Family change of hands.
I’m certain no one will really care that we overthrew our overseer. They won’t, right?
2nd Sandstone, 253
A group of migrants came over one of the ridges today. About ten I think, with a few that explained they had a few military skills, another that claimed to be a doctor, of sorts, and a miner.
13th Sandstone, 253
So it appears that some kidnappers came to harass as. All we really lost were a handful of animals, nothing too important. It could very much be worse.
A mechanic also apparently couldn’t take the sight of our corpse stockpile. We really should bury those poor sods.
1st Timber, 253
The migrants and still in terrible shock at the state of things. Hopefully they recover.
20th Timber, 253
Seems Great Jon has has grown attached to the weapon he carries. Heck, he ever refers to it with a name!
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