Keshanfamthut “Flamehorses.”
Spring 057. Histories of Gluttony and Resourcefulness.
I’ve sure come a long way these past 7 years. From fish cleaner to librarian to overseer to necromancer, and now baron. That’s right. I’m the fucking baron. Baron Von Quell they call me. And i’m not one of those barons who demands aluminum thrones and doesn’t get them. I’m the kind that if my aluminum thrones aren’t built there will be necromantic hell to pay. Those lowly dwarves dare mess with my books? MY BOOKS!? Where’s my dungeon.
But i guess before the megalomania runs its course, i guess i should update our records. Organization is essential to happy dwarves after all.
We have 4 Miners turned stone engravers, Sanderson, Stone, Jewelburg and Rock. 1 brewer/cook Jaco. a Dr Sawbones, a mason named Animal Meat, 2 Smiths, named Hammersmith and Smith Jr. Sigourney, who is a weaver/dyer, Mike Tailor, who’s a tailor, Farmers Mushroom and Bush, and a scribe named McPencil and Woody Wood, the carpenter. We have a Child Overseer MrLurkety, a Pesky Upstart Hun, our mayor, Professional Fool Derpy Dev, a woodcrafter/brewer.
Oh and me; Baron Von Quell, Combat Epistemologist.
Also 28 military personel including Huge McBiglarge, who i’m glad to see isn’t dead. And 60 mooks, one of which is having a mood.
And so we begin. I find my current library and throne room underwhelming and not properly megalomaniacal. I have begun the digging of larger and better ones. The moody mook made an unremarkable statue. The elves have issued us a polite warning about slaughtering their caravans for 6 years now. Yeah, that’ll show us. I’ve noticed that i’ve mandated short swords. IT SHALL BE DONE.
Ok, a note on our military units.
Squad: Unholy Bolters, necromancer marksdwarves with the barracks and crossbow targets on layer -10. Most are dabbling markswarves. I’ve never gotten dwarves to actually shoot arrows at targets, so I’ll just leave that for someone else.
Squad: Deep Force 29, mostly non-necromancer dabbling hammer dwarves. They are housed on layer -08. I’ve moved Huge McBiglarge over to their squad to give them some love and broken limbs.
Squad: Teethbreakers, a mostly non-necromancer hammersquad, masterfully trained and deadly. They are housed on -01, right by the entrance. I’ve recruited Serial Killer Sodel Cattenkadol Tathtat Ekast to be their leader, also Captain of the Guard and Hammerer.
Despite the polite warning, elves have again invaded our trade depot. They brought instruments instead of weapons. They fell to our more crappy troops. There was a random troll head that was attacking people, and it got put down as well. They produced tons of corpses and refuse, and our stockpiles are full. The one near the volcano with the animating gallery near it has been expanded and restricted to corpses. A refuse stockpile has been created at the mountain base, layer -08.
Oh poor Sodel. I trusted you. I made you the captain of my guard, and this is how you repay me? Was this your plan all along? How could you have let this happen. We now have a new captain/hammerer named Blinders McGee. Sodel shall be dropped down the volcano.
We also now have a jail with gold chains.
It is now summer.
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