20th Limestone, 127, Early AutumnThe caravan has arrived! While it has brought no rancors to speak of, they have brought all-important wood to stock our piles with. With the discovery of magma our needs have drastically been reduced. We also traded for some some other assorted items, such as barrels and buckets. I've sternly demanded pet rancors upon their return, as well as gypsum plaster to deal with the inevitable effects of local rancors.
With this in mind the last of our charcoal has been used to create the tools needed to forge in magma, and to arm our newly-filled-out military with our most powerful weapons:
fusion cutters. I've ordered them to train nonstop in learning how to kill sentient invaders with what is essentially a white-hot screwdriver.
The massive shaft to the burgeoning magma foundries is being expanded, and our food storage/production has also received a boost due to the production of rock pots. We've got a few dedicated fish cleaners, since when given the chance all our current fish cleaners prefer to fish rather than prepare the stuff.
Side note: I've tried to tell everyone that vegetables are part of a healthy jawa diet, but I can never understand their response as they have too much fish in their mouths. I am never one to discourage the catching and consumption of fish and their untrustworthy, conspiratorial flesh so we're just going to let that one go then.
Side note Deux: A minor miscalculation almost resulted in the entire magma-forge shaft being flooded with water. It was caught and patched very luckily, very quickly.
I accidentally canceled whatever standing manager orders were there, so sorry about that. We have some for cloth farming now.
Forges/Smelters/metal and ore stockpiles have been moved down to the magma sea. Until or unless we secure a good source of wood, that's the only way to make metal :\