Journal of the Tavern Keeper Overseer 5th of SlateWhile wandering the halls planning out my stockpiles overhaul I stumbled upon the white jade door. I wondered where it had gone being such an impregnable artifact. I followed it down, through the rumoured temple of puppets and what did I find but those two slabs of necromancy.
Those foul things contain knowledge of life and death, sacrifice, blood magic... all sorts of disgusting things. While I do want eternal life and agelessness of my own choice, I would much rather fiddle about with temporal magic than those...things- its much more useful, such as creating booze without waiting for the yeast to do its thing just snap your fingers and its done!
I was thoroughly unimpressed with my predecessor's choice of security, one invincible door, that wasn't even locked and screamed "important thing behind here" and it definately explains why so many visitors of the undead persuasion keep coming. Somebody leaked this knowledge, or maybe its the absurd amount of blood and grime everywhere attracts them. Such mess does little for morale and makes even the most basic task a chore.
Just as I was turning to leave something caught my eye on one of the slabs: a passage that read how an excess of life can warp the fabric of time just as much as the dead. The more scattered the dead, the more the time is warped. At the end of the passage was a spell to cleanse a huge area of errant dead pieces by gathering it into a ball. We certainly have a lot of both around here.
I noted down the spell, then went down to the magma sea that night and cast it where nobody could see me. It was if the river of time had suddenly turned from trickle to a wave- a great millstone had been lifted from the world and the cause was right in front of me- a big floating ball of dirt, blood and vomit.
It fell into the magma sea immediately just as I planned.
Sadly it also knocked me out. The doctor said I had suffered alcohol withdrawal when I woke up the next morning after whatever change in the world happened and left it at that.
Journal of the Tavern Keeper Overseer 14th of SlateWhat elven trickery is this?The elven diplomat had an unfortunate accident with one of the drawbridges just last month! I saw it happen with my own two eyes!
Not only does the hippy survive an atom smasher but it demands that we limit our woodcutting? We barely have enough wood as is to sustain this fort.
I ordered Sal to tell the diplomat to sod off followed by ordering our miners to dig Sal a new bedroom that isn't the hospital and kingzultan to stop beating Auze to death because there's still prison sentences first before sending him on to Armok. Curiously Auze was quite accepting of the beating.
I also went and locked the white door, then chiselled in the archway- Overseer's only. I will need to look into better security for it and other artifacts later.
Journal of the Tavern Keeper Overseer 20th of slateAuze is now in a cage. When I asked Zultan why not use the chain right in front of the cage she shrugged at me and said it was "not available for use by justice"
Hopefully everyone isn't too busy with my stockpile rearrangements to bring Auze sustenence!
I had Zultan investigate our so called diplomat as well as a migrant that appeared this month (just a cook, nothing special about them)
I smelled foul, well fouler than usual elf rubbish. Fortunately we caught him doing something nobody should be doing- heading down to the slab chamber!
I may be a mere tavern keeper, but I was in the military. I will take care of this personally.
Journal of the Tavern Keeper Overseer 9th of FelsiteThat elf was a swift one, very hard to track him down inside this maze of a fortress
In other news, I have dug out a small hole near my tavern and moved the kitchen there. Organising the food stockpiles is trickier than I anticipated since we can't have all of them together in case of another zombie slaughter, yet we lack the room for the most part on the more important levels.
Work has also begun knocking down part of that necromancer tower base outside the arena in order to convert it into a small siege battery. Might as well make use of that thing since some of the wall can be turned into a bunker. Underneath it is the labyrinth where I have also rearranged the stockpiles around so we can store ballista bolts too. Soon I will have a tunnel built on the surface to funnel any invaders into the battery.
Finally the best news that I announced in the tavern- Drinks production has gone up and we have apricot wine, dwarven wine, dwarven ale freshly restocked after running dry and Longland beer at last!
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