SUMMERI found out the problem with the swimatorium - someone left a bunch of crap in it. I had the laborers move most of it out. I sent Zultan and the Aquamarine Guard inside to sit in there - they’ll learn quickly, hopefully. I want to ensure that they don’t have any accidents while I’m around.
As well, the people elected Edem to Mayor once more - none of that. I may need to deal with him..
Other problems first, though. I’ve extended upward - the third floor for the major crafting area, giving a roof for already-used areas, as well as allowing planned expansion projects for future overseers - we’re running short on room, after all.
Unib - one of the Aquamarine Guard, has given birth! It’s a miracle, and one that I am quite proud of - she was slacking from the chambers, so luckily the child was not born nearly drowned. I have marked her an Aquamarine Child - and plans for her too.
Talking of advancing the Guard.. A new squad should probably be in the works. I’ve noticed a few folks struggling while working - the cloth weavers, most of them are just.. Unhappy. I’ve sent word to make a new squad - Crossbowdwarves, with armor made of shells.. A worthy militia. The Shulker Militia.
Truth be told - the last three months have been insanely quiet - allowing me to build up a few structures. It does look like things will be good until Fall-
Well we can just work with tha-
Oh.
Fudge.
Looks like a Honey badger is loose - it was attacking Staalo - Let’s send someone down to help her ou-
Ah. Staalo is scary.
She was actually peeved when Onol, one of the Aquamarine Guard, came over after training to take the creature off her - I’ll pay her back later. Maybe give her a squad of her own..
Onol’s battle with the beast was surprising - she had left her mace with her, just passing by to get a drink when she wandered onto the fight. With just her wooden shield, she’s been beating the poor thing into a damn pulp.
I’ve sent Zultan with the rest of the guard to put the thing out of it’s misery - it’s kind of scary seeing her beat the thing into a pulp, in the main hall too.
Ah - good and bad news.
Bad news, Id finally took her life - rotted away in a corner of the fortress, a terrible way to go. I won’t let her name be forgotton- she’ll be buried in the Grand Hall, as will all be remembered, alongside our memories of the fallen.
Good news however, the boy’s claimed a craftsdwarf station.. Up in the blue tower. I didn’t even know we had one of those there - note to future Overseers, this place needs some bloody standarization.
Congratulations to the blacksmith for the child - More lives to raise into prosperous citizens of Fishheads.
Now, with that out the of way, I believe I can finally show one of my projects;
The Prison - a place for criminals to repent their ways. If they don’t.. We have the bridges for a reason. Now, with such loyalty in the way, we need a good prisoner to ensure it’s usefulness - oh, look at that!
Good. He needed to be taught a lesson - and I can ensure the prison works properly..
“You want us to what?”
Asmel Ritkolkol picked up the hefy, rugged iron mace, weighing it in her hands alongside four other of her companions. Kogsak and Stukos were among them, two of her friends in the fortress. They’d been approached by the Aquamarine Captain - the rugged enforcer of the new Overseer’s will. While he was.. Pragmatic, it was far from her interest to become the next to anger the Overseer, after seeing what the previous Mayor had been laid onto for his ‘crimes’.
“Join the Guard. We have five positions available - you five show the best potential, alongside the least interruption of workflow. Something’s still in the caverns, and if we plan on ever going down there again, we’ll need at least one full squadron.”
He was stubborn - after some quiet talk among themselves.. Asmel walked forward.
“Fine. We’ll do it.”
Onol ran into me the other day - Demanding she was given a new pair of gauntlets. When I asked why..
You remember that Honey Badger she bludgeoned senseless? While she didn’t get the killing blow, when she overheard that someone made a pair of gauntlets for it, she begged me for it - of course, I relented. Best not to piss of your companions, right?
Oh, to mention - I’ve joined in on their training. I wish to be more important, and I suspect I won’t be allowed to be a Mayor forever.. So I plan on gaining some experience.
Talking of experience - the kid finally started construction on that project.. Possessed or something. Let’s see what he makes.
Oh - oh shit, I hadn’t even realized.. It’s -
AutumnDamn, missed that. Caravan’s here, alongside a liaison..
I asked for some pets, some steel, and some instruments for next year’s caravan - try to get what you can, next overseer.
Also, it seems our original overseer was incredibly pleased - drinking himself to joyous drunken stupor at the sight of their request - 200% price for fish. Well, close, but still..
Anyhow..
Oh. Now that’s intriguing. The boy’s potential is great, let’s see who his parents are so I can give one of them thi-
Oh.A perfect addition to Zultan, then.
I’ve traded a lot of fish surplus to get a significant amount of iron equipment, and books - I wish to have a library and better armor fitted before my time here is at an end.
Autumn passed quickly - truth be told, not much to give to it, past finishing the third floor of the major construction. Things have been calm - a shame for further overseers.
Late Autumn already and we’ve little to show for it, yet.
A boy’s been birthed - perhaps it’s time to put some effort in a school system? I want to make sure those we birth aren’t forced into jobs of necessity - we made Fishheads for freedom, damnit. I understand that we have had some pushback from those forced into positions, (Nobody wants to haul for the rest of their lives,
I’ve been talking to Quasar, in fact - while many of us original founders had kindred feelings, being that we were the first.. I have begun to consider him a friend. I haven’t had time to do that.. In a long time. Too much time has been spent in the sweatshop, cooking meals and chopping fish.
I didn’t mind that - I liked it, actually. It’s a respectable trade. It was the repetition, the constant backbreaking labour.
Maybe we deserve rest.
Talking of rest.. A Mason has gone to a mood.
WinterFrom reports, it sounds like the horrific beast is gone - I’ve opened up the cavern gates once more.
I’ve almost finished the library.. Perhaps I’ll become a scholar after this Overseer path.
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This book is found left for the next overseer - no more notes exist. Given that the Mayor Edem was given back his post.. It seems the last month was spent peacefully.
Right - OOC now,
Let’s begin to say; I had some crap happen that burnt me out the last half, so we have less pictures. Nothing really happened that drove me to want to build off of, so I finished my projects.
We’ve got a large third story workshop area now completely roofed, but with nothing inside - do as you will with it, alongside the prison and the 'throne room'.
I forgot to get pics of it entirely - can do later if folks wish, but I thought I'd get the save out, alongside the journal. Apologies for it shortening in the end, stuff.. happened, and I wanted to finish it without delay.
Here's the save!
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