Part 3, coming right up:
Journal entry 716: The queen gave me a very... distressing order last night. While she took the news that her armour stand could not be made due to the laws placed by our Scholar Zazquill and
HERSELF well, she instead demanded I create a tomb for my beloved husband Doctor Sock in case an "unfortunate accident" would befall him. I have long since been used to her jokes, long ago there was little a time when she did not jape and giggle at our elders and the nobles, with their games and their wars. But now she was an elder and a noble with her own games and wars, and the line between jape and murder was a line she was happy to blur. Suffice to say, telling Sock about our job tomorrow has put us both in a bad mood. Times like this make me almost hate being a royalist... and a loyal friend...
*Entry over*
2nd of Limestone: My secret project will have to wait as I have been instructed to create a tomb for my beloved. Production will continue soon .
9th of Limestone: Ok, secret project can continue, mine and Sock's graves have figuratively and literally been dug
14th of Limestone: The traders are here, hopefully they can help me save some time...
23rd of limestone: Secret projects final stages are underway, our the traders, hearing my plight were able to provide several of the items I was unable to craft. More good news, Puppyguards quarters are complete and he is happy, hopefully managing to return our hierarchy to a peaceful state. I've seen some bad looks from the queen in my direction though. I hope she's not thinking i'm choosing sides...
2nd of Sandstone: Our Giant Cave Spiders are becoming increasing agitated by being kept in cages, they are beginning to kill and eat each other. I'll begin carving out an area for them. While I can't stand their disgusting form or their ability to turn my loved ones into mummified shells, being trapped in cages forever is still a horrible fate. Curse my empathy for these monsters.
11th of Sandstone: And thus, the merchants, who feel like my only allies, have left. I wish them well, but now with them gone, our queen is free to commit as many "accidents" as she wishes, without and witnesses. I pray my creation of Pup's quarters have not invited an accident upon me and Sock.
4th of Timber: The spider pit is almost complete
Hopefully we'll have less spider cannibalism now
14th of Timber: Some naked mole dog puppies have just been born. Where you ask? Here:
In our main water supply....
Guess i'll be drinking ale for a while...
Final part coming soon fam, stay tuned for the
EPIC ENDING