OVERSEER'S LOG of DOZEBOM ARDESFEB:
2nd Moonstone, 255
Breakfastpit is in need of a skilled overseer, someone to plan and organize the fortress's activities (including industry, construction, and the military). Not that the fort has been in poor hands recently - the defeat of Roomsounded in particular was one of the finest times in Breakfastpit's history. But we've been huddling in a pit for several years, barely scrabbling to make our own breakfasts (let alone those of the entire dwarven population). Understandable, given the threats outside until now, but...
We are largely miserable, in both senses of the term. Most of the population is under a great deal of stress, only managing to stave off insanity through copious alcohol consumption. We have only about seventy plots of farmland, clearly not enough to meet the prime purpose of this fortress. A miner is drowning in a cavern. Somebody's head (just their head) is sitting on top of a makeshift log palisade! We need to rebuild from the last few years of hardship, expand the farms, fix the myriad problems, refine our industrial processes, and MAKE MORE FOOD. And I'm just the person to lead this project.
Who am I? I'm Dozebom Ardesfeb, the mayor of Breakfastpit. I was elected to the position last year when the old mayor lost it. And I've just now managed to get even more power as part of the official transition from outpost to town which I organized with the outpost liaison. I am now the overseer of Breakfastpit, from now until next Moonstone. All the problem-makers, inefficiencies, and whatnot of Breakfastpit had better watch out.
3rd Moonstone, 255
I am a good persuader, if I do say so myself. And a good reader of intentions. Also funny, and good at calming people down. Also okay at wording things, great at poetry and speaking, skilled at teaching, and I've dabbled in some musical styles. Industrially, I'm proficient at engraving, great at training animals (which I suppose is synergistic with personal skills, if that wouldn't be too offensive! hah), and probably okay at dissecting things. Oh, and I'm adequate at hunting as well.
Where was I going? Oh, yes, I was padding my ego in preparation for admitting a lack of a skill. Yes. I am skilled at dealing with people and animals, and a good poet to boot, and also creative... Ahem. But I am very bad at analysis. I tried to calculate the necessary farm expansions yesterday, and I ended up with a full seven sheets of scrap parchment which I eventually threw into the magma. But that is no matter, for I know somebody who can analyze for me: Kogan. She's not very useful industrially or militarily; she's an adequate engraver and a novice fishery worker, but neither of those skills have been in demand and she hasn't done any skilled work for a season. She's old, flimsy, and low in willpower, so she hadn't been drafted like most fishery workers are. But that's perfect, because Kogan has many other skills. They're niche, but very useful to an overseer who lacks analytical skills. She's a quick learner, competent at scribing, extremely literate, a competent explainer, and (best of all) she is accomplished at logic and great at mathematics. This makes her a skilled... assistant? Perhaps that is too low or general a term. Somebody to research, collate, analyze, and present information. Somebody to see how effective different plans would be, based on asking knowledgeable dwarves and calculating with that information. Perhaps the term Analytical Assistant would be appropriate. Maybe...
Analysistant! Of course! I'm sure she'll appreciate the new job and its delightful title. On the other hand, from what I remember, she's not a very cooperative person. That doesn't matter. She won't really have to work
with anybody, right? Just ask people question, do the analysis, and hand me the results. And I think she'd like having a real job for the first time in who knows how long.
4th Moonstone, 255
I went to Kogan and explained the job I wanted her to do. She seemed a bit... angry? Not quite angry. But she didn't seem happy about getting an official position that allowed her to do what she was best at, which I thought was strange. I tried to lighten the mood with a joke, and she just stared at me. I think this might have been a bad idea.
Nevertheless, this needs to be done. I can't do mathematics myself, and
somebody needs to decide how much to expand the farms by. On a whim/hunch, I was frank with Kogan about the problem. I explained how her mathematical skills and powerful focus made her essential to the fortress's operations. And I reminded her how she was missing a solid project to use her skills on. I told her I didn't think she wanted to spend the rest of her life hauling. In the end, my persuasive skills won out and she agreed to the position.
She personally values self-control, values honesty and doesn't see cooperation as valuable.
She hates vows, obligations, promises and other binding elements that could restrict her life, though she is conflicted by this for more than one reason. She does not find most jokes humorous. She is sometimes cruel. She tends to assume the worst of two outcomes will be the one that comes to pass. She takes offered help and gifts without feeling particularly grateful. She lives a fast-paced life. She is slow to anger. She generally acts with a narrow focus on the current activity. She doesn't try to get things done perfectly. She isn't particularly curious about the world. She can handle stress. She is a friendly individual. She occasionally overindulges, and she is troubled by this because she values self-control. She enjoys the company of others. She isn't given to flights of fancy.
For her first project, I asked her to work on analyzing the goal of feeding our whole population, specifically estimating the requirements in terms of land, labor, etc.