OOC = Out of character
Oh yeah just interpret the graphics as resulting from a drunken stupor
Overseer's log
1st of Moonstone
Expedition leader Kaemurl here. Now that I've finally got rid of that GPeter for a few months, maybe we can start getting something done.
Well, it's raining almost immediately, so that's good news. Of course, since I'm the only one out of our sorry bunch that knows how to swing an axe, I've got to go out first. An interesting phenomena has occured. It seems like the damned repellent mucus only rains over half of our designated area, and the undead appear to only show up in that portion. Maybe they're connected...
Some IDIOT neglected to notify me there were HOLES in the roof. Who knows what would have got through them if I hadn't put my foot in one.
After patching those holes up and expanding the wood stockpile, I feel we're in good shape compared to last year. Almost feels like we should be starting to make some steel and weapons, maybe even find a few
fisherdwarves brave idiots to join me in the military.
11th Moonstone
Hmph. We've run out of booze. Well, plump helmets have to be good for something, the damn things taste horrible, but, then again so do rotten grapes. I'll have to remember to keep some around.
In other news, there's a ton of iron ores lying around, and our fort is dug into a flux stone layer. Miners have been ordered to dig out some of the limonite so GPeter can learn to make armour and weapons. He sure does seem to love steel, so hopefully I'll get a few masterworks from him before he gets eaten by something.
OOC: I'll post again soon, just wanted to give the impression that I'm staying faithful and doing nothing with my life