Alright, so this is kindof embarrassing. I am just now sitting down (ridiculous work/life; 60 hours weeks, family surgery, just everything eating my time).
However, I don't see a save file posted here. I'm assuming this is for 43.05, but verification would be nice. Nevermind, just drunk. Downloading now.
Ok, so. Fortress is underway. I installed a fresh copy of DF in a new folder and dropped
the latest version of OrichalcumHum. Was this supposed to be Phoebus? Or Obsidian? I am only mildly ashamed to admit that I never learned how to read the matrix. So of course, challenge accepted. Really the oddest thing you may notice from the above picture is that the game does not match my resolution, a chunk is just blacked out on the far right. Alright, no problem. Let's see what kind of a state Evaris left me in.
I'm fairly certain those are farms up at the top, we've got some workshops below that. And down at the bottom... I'm gonna go with a complex calculus formula.
I don't recall him mentioning an aquifer in this embark
At least the menu access is all the same. We have 10 units of food and several hundred booze. I'm glad Evaris has his priorities straight, but still. I order all the rock nuts for cooking, and.... the 300 urists of Dwarven Wine (I'm so sorry). A glance through our citizens shows the fortress has 13 members, including 2 children, and 6 Dwarves whose profession is mining.... and every single one of them is doing literally the opposite of mining (fishing, planting, drinking).
Well, I guess that last one is close to mining, anyways.
The only upside to this mess is that we have embarked on a rather steep mountain, so I should be able to cave-in through the aquifer with little difficulty. There are literal pools of evil mucous all around the surface, so I'm gonna try and get food production under control, avoiding 'gather plants' for as long as possible. On that note, I leave you with this heart-rending image;
See the 'Y' and 'r'? That is a pair each of fully grown yaks & bunny rabbits, crammed in a 3x3 pasture, bricked in all sides, dangling from the edge of a cliff. At least 2 of those tiles are sandy loam and/or evil mucous. I'm just gonna butcher the lot of them. We can always get more critters, and 3 meals a day of 'finely minced Dwarven Wine' will only go so far.
If anyone would like to help me get my crutches (graphics) working, that would be super. If however, you enjoy seeing me fail my way through the matrix, that's fine too.