17th Slate, 230
Minkot said she saw coati in the area. Or more, coati people. She requested being sent to kill them, because evidently the things think they're all kobolds. No respect for thieves myself, so i gave her the go-ahead and told her to take Kuppo with her to help run them down, which she thought was a dig at her height compared to a human. Get it? Dig? Dwarf? Bah, not like anyone's gonna read this.
23rd Slate, 230
Saw the plans for the smithing guild, which means I guess Neb approved it without consulting me. Also evidently months of working ont he temple have taken their toll. On the local forest imps. Saw one of the builders cast a good old fashioned fist spell on one's neck after a craftsman clotheslined it. I swear, it was like watching Minkot and Mistem spar with Kuppo! Just with less holding back.
I wonder, have they been teaching everyone that "Kisat Dur" stuff to the townsfolk on the side or something?
27th Slate, 230
Took on another dwarf soldier with a big heavy halberd.
28th Felsite, 230
That prick of a guild rep demanded he have a "proper" house befitting his guild standing." I was gonna tell him to stuff it and that he'd get the same house ast he rest of us when Neb told him that'd be fine, provided he paid for the labor himself. Wrote up a bunch of IOUs for it, said he had some friends coming this summer that would foot the bill.
They better, because I've killed parents in front of their kids before, and I'll do it again if he fucks us.
At any rate, quiet goins on, apart from Mia having to kill two giant beetles knocking over headstones in the catacomb, and a giant wolf spider that tried to kill Imsir (thank the gods Ero's a decent bronzesmith, else it would have ripped his head off.) Got saved by a craftsman named Oqui, I think. Leapt on its back and punched its head in. We really need to do something about the underground... I don't have enough dwarves to man an outpost down there fully and law says I can't leave them to thier own devices, meaning Mia or someone else would have to head the squad and practically live down there with them.
3rd Hematite, 230
Talked to the guild rep and asked him who exactly was coming. He said a man with the means to get us any metals we need for the right price, and someone who could get our overabundance of timber to a contact in the carpenter's guild up in dwarf territory. Evidently he's quite impressed with how "dwarven" our policy to trees in town are.
In other news, Meph gave me and Mia a gift: Masterwork chitin armor, made from some of the stuff we traded for last year. Should hold up better than the shoddy suits of leather scale we'd been using. And honestly? It fits wonderfully! body hugs the figure close, but isn't too tight across the chest, arms have good movement, shoulders are partially protected... Kicked him a coupled sovereigns for the work, gift for a gift in a manner of speaking.
9th Hematite, 230
A hammerwoman approached me today, a member of the old nobility through her husband, who died in the fighting a few years back. Her name's Remsi Grownfaith, and evidently she heard we had need of a few more men for the inevitable. COnsidering her and her husband were at the frontlines fighting and not some namby pamby sort like a lot of nobles are, I slipped a few dozen sovereigns to Jack to have a stone floor put into he house and make sure Nbe doesn't find out we're using "temple resources" for someone who's fought the elves and blendecs before.
17th Hematite, 230
One of our fighting men has been elected mayor for some unfathomable reason. No matter. Neb told him he could move into the second suite of rooms in the upper floor of the temple.
8th Malachite, 230
Saw a fellow in a very fancy smithing guild outfit in the taverns shaking hands and pointing out two dead bards. One evidently dead from alchol poisoning, the other from a brawl, possibly. Looked like his head got cracked open on the edge of the bar so it could have been the drink too.
9th Hematite, Malachite, 230
I fucking hate merchants. "Oh sure, I can get you all the metal you'll need!" the guy says. But does that include steel we need for plate armor? Noooooooo, can't get that. Iron to make it? Oh sure. Shame we don't have any flux to fucking make it with.
15th Malachite, 230
A small non-denominational chapel was finished, more or less, this afternoon. Neb said he'll ensure our gods are all properly represented, though he'd prefer Amsirites worship in the main temple.
27th Galena, 230
Thing's have been pretty quiet since we locked the hatch in the quarry, though that squire's been demanding access so she can test out the greatsword she got on something hardy enough to put up a fight. I told her I'll make sure she gets to lead the charge on any elves that show up, to make it up to her. In other news though, some dwarves got into an argument and fell into the well, so that's two more to fish out. Don't even know what it was over.
24th Limestone, 230
Things have been way to quiet around here. The giant bugs have given us a wide berth, nobody's fallen into the lake yet... I don't like it.
2nd Sandstone, 230
Languar tribe in the area. I remember having to run these damned things off while camped. I rounded up Mia's squad and told them to deal with it.
7th Sandstone, 230
This... isn't good. We either kill her and possibly piss off the Confederacy, or let her eat everyone. And it's a moot point, because that Squire charged out to fight her.
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This was it. Her chance to prove herself worthy of being a Knight. The towering brute had come to wreak havok, and would instead meet its end at her blade.
As she approached the beast, it stomped, glaring down upon her as its foot dislodged trees.
"A manling approaches. You dare face the goddess of the Confederacy of Urging alone, manling?" its voice boomed, having quite the baritone to it for a female giant.
"I am no mere man. You face a Squire-at-arms of Paintedskins, cretin." She said as she calmly readied her greatsword. "Stand and deliver your challenge monster! For here you meet your death!" The Giantess merely snarled and threw its fist downward at her, only to bury its hand up to the knuckle in earth. She snarled in fury and pulled her arm back, and was surprised to see the copper-and-bronze covered 'manling' on her forearm, rushing up the length.
With a growl it brought it's hand up to quickly swat the warrior off, when the squire made a mighty leap forward and slashed its right bicep! Though she plummeted through the tree below, she managed to minimize the harm to both self and armor and landed with a roll, stopping on one knee. She looked up at the snarling giant clutching its now slashed-arm, which quickly searched for the human and brought its foot down once spotted.
A tuck and roll managed to narrowly avoid being stamped into the ground, and in a quick flash of wild movement, an upward backslash cut into its leg, sending the giant down with a mighty crash as its tendons were severed! The squire moved quickly, slashing its torso and rushing towards its head, ducking a swung forearm one way before smashing her sword into it's face. Unfortunately, her sword became lodged in the muscle and as she quickly wrenched it free, it grabbed and hurled her away.
Were it not for her armor, as simple as copper and bronze were, the impact would have surely crippled her. She got up, dusted herself off (as the giant surely wasn't able to charge after her at this point,) and ran into the fray again, blocking swipe by disabling the giant's good hand with a well timed sword swing.
It seemed the giant was now in terrible pain as it rolled onto its back the squire croawling up and slashing it twice across the upper body before moving on and grasping the sword firmly in both hands, slammed it into the giant's forehead, silencing the God-Queen of the Confederacy forever.
She slid off with a rattle of metal and saluted the giantess, deeming it a worthy enemy with the words "Good fight brute. You died well."
With this, she decided to sleep in the woods near the body, partly because the brief battle was exhausting, partly to invoke a sense of dramatic foreboding on everyone else.
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8th Sandstone, 230The Squire's back, with a giant fuck-off finger nail in tow. FIgured she killed it when it didn't attack the town, but we were worried she'd died of some injury or another in the process. The cheeky git camped out for the night just to mess with us, and all the while the guild rep's been ranting and raving about gold in Ero's workshop.
I hope it isn't a sword, because a gold sword would be fucking horrible.
10th Sandstone, 230He made a fucking pike with it. Worthless. Told him so to his face and he threw a drink on me.
4th Timber, 230We have a problem. I'm starting to wonder if Lurit actually fell into the lake.[/i]
Dun, dun duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun! We seem to have a vampire in our midst, and they finally fucked up and drained someone who was smaller than everyone else (Cegad was listed as being a bit on the short and scrawny side.) I got suspicious when a miner was almost dead from bloodloss, but had to bide time and wait for him to fuck up to know for sure.
The last ones I saw near him were two soldiers - Minkot, one of the hammerdwarves and who has proven by eating and drinking, to not be one, and a human soldier who I didn't think to check the name of (there were 2 "squires sleeping at the time.) How will we go about this gents? Keep him on hand since he's not killed anyone besides Cegad? Witch hunt?
Additionally, we now have another human civ on our screen, henceforth dubbed simply "The Confederacy" which may come seeking vengeance for our killing their queen. We also apparently had a wererhino on the map, but he bled to death somehow. Fell out of a tree is my bet, cause I didn't know he was there until I made a corpse stockpile and they stuck him there.
We have a guild and two shops built, found out I can't buy steel (I was expecting to be able to but at extortionate rates. Super disappointed.) THe other of course is wood. Because we have about 800+ fucking hunks of timber and can clearcut the whole area regularly if we want to for funds. Cobaltite production will begin soon and the temple can be properly finished, and whether the militia likes it or not, probably get so much blue duct taped to them that everyone will forget what other metals are.