Dwarf Fortress - Abbey of Blossoming - Chapter Thirteen
Dear Diary,
Lots to write about. First off as you know the Tavern has been named the Sword-Woman and the Temple, the only Temple, is named the Natures of Weakening. But I found out the Hospital is named the House of Creation. Which is somewhat alarming.
So, first off a Albertosaurus showed up at the river. It looked kind of scrawny. Maybe it smelled food and was coming to explore the settlement?
Well, the Squad was sent out and it died preetty quickly. It went down like a tree being well...chopped down.
Then somebody noticed a body in one of the ponds near the gathering region of the forest on the 2nd of Moonstone.
It was the Ex-Doctor. I guess he fell out of a tree or got pushed into the pond? Was he murdered?
A memorial slab has been ordered to be made. Also there are plans to drain the pond.
Then a day later a Cave Fish Man Merchant appeared from the west. Naked and blind to boot. This should be interesting.
It also seems somebody brewed the ground coffee beans. And then, somehow, make cakes out of the super hot brewed coffee beans.....how?
So the Leader told them to stop that and by the 7th of Moonstone we have 30 units of Brewed Arabica Coffee. Finally. Sounds horrible to me.
Anyway, starting building a dining area over the barracks. A kitchen has been built into it so that people can be served food hot from the oven.
And there are reports that one of those horned devils are back. The same one that wounded Onget. Of course, the Barricaded Horns...I hate that name...was called out to assemble outside the tavern. We would go, in mass, to attack the creature named...it has no name yet.
Some Triceratops have been given names for their murderuous actions. This one...just wounded people.
Once ready we were sent to kill it. I hope....
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Okay, this is the Leader. Callisto is dead. So is Onget, Vabok, and Deler. The remaining member of the squad was told to withdraw. We are rethinking how to deal with the damn horned devils. Maybe traps?
The Herbalist, onul, ran into the damn thing while trying to recover the bodies. So SHE had to be recovered and taken to the hospital.
And I have selected some more dwarves to fill in the hospital staff.
I have ordered more graves dug. We also need more stone for memorial slabs.
At least the Cave Fish Man Merchant seems to be happy in the tavern.
On the 22nd Moonstone we found Ducim, a Farmer, dead. Drowned. HOW?!?! Right near the Ex-Doctor's body. I am moving the Gathering area.
Right, I have set up four regions, none near water, for gathering fruits and such.
Oh by the tree loving elves! One of the Woodcrafters, Feb, has been taken by a strange mood. Not happy about that. Seems he has claimed a Craftsdwarf's Workshop. Problem. He seems to need a stone block. I don't think we have any stone left!
We have no stone left. He is going to go crazy. We'll have to kill them. Damn it. I made a small squad, including myself as the commander, called the Ferocious Coal. Just in case.
The shareholders are going to be pissed about all the citizens who had died. Looks bad on the public relationship newsletter.
On the 13th of Opal a human dancer named Osman Wavyspirit has shown up. Who is 86 years old. Must be very skilled.
Also much of the lower pit is full of water. We may have to try digging another one somewhere else. We need stone.
Also it had been announced that we also have something called Green Tea on top of Yerba Mate Tea and Arabica Coffee. Seems Kol Boatsound, the Fisherdwarf, drinks the coffee. Seems he really likes it. Almost like its booze. Wild.
Why can't the citizens put the dead bodies of their fellow dwarves in their tombs? Too many things to do? Maybe.
Oh, and we have a visiting human Lasher. Called Thon Throwbowl.
He has handed me a Petition after visiting the tavern. He wants to be a soldier.
I approved. And added him to the squad. We need soldiers. And we have a few empty bedrooms at this point.
Also another human showed up shortly afterwards. Artuk Nongospib. Another human dancer. Callisto would be proud on how the tavern seems to be drawing visitors.
I have also selected the Engraver, Etur, as our Messenger. I am sending him to the nearest Elven settlement. If they notice us they may trade with us. We just have to threaten them first. Demand wealth or something like that.
I have selected the Eleven Retreat of Visesister. They have a populace of about a hundred.
Funny enough he refused to go. Said he had to be a Militia Captain or something like that. Guild Laws he said.
So I made him a Captain and sent him off. He is now the Figures of Twisting. Hey, I just pick the names out of thin air. Blame the Gods.
As the new Captain left a Poet arrived. Urdim Bootsplashes. A fine lookling male Dwarf. Maybe he'll ask to join us?
The pump we tried to drain the pond with the dead comrades in it failed. Just flooded the area instead of dumping the water into the next pond. We'll have to rethink the whole thing.
While this was happening a WHOLE performance troupe, the Tactical Twigs, arrived. They are ALL elves!!!! About eight of them.
On top of that Urdim submited a Petition. I will approve it. We have empty bedrooms and need more hands to lighten the work load.
The Captain Etur had returned! Looks like we made contact with them and we're at peace with them. They refused to give us tribute. But, maybe, they will trade with us next year?
Oh boy. The tavern is full of humans and elves!
And another Poet has been spotted. A female dwarf named Unib Ravenrock. And she seems not inclined to create art. What? And a loner.
Oh no. A human Bard and a Goblin Bard have shown up also! The Tavern is becoming crowded!
Ravenrock has turned in a Petition. I approved it of course. She is kind of old but another pair of hands is another pair of hands.
One of the Human Bard, one of the females, has also asked to join the Hamlet. I'm going to approve Mistrum's request. But only because we have a empty bedroom.
There was another Petition but we don't have any more room so I turned it down.
It is late winer. We're going to try to drain the pond again. Into underground chambers. Not sure if it will work or not.
Another human Bard has shown up. Wow, folks love our tavern.
Oh no. More visitors. I am not even going bother listing them anymore. And all future Petitions will be turned downl.
Feb has given up the workshop. It seems he has been stricken by melancholy. Or at least that is what the witnesses say. In other words he has gone insane. At least he isn't attacking anybody. Or damaging anything.
Yet.
The pump was started and is filling the underground chambers. The dwarf who started it fell into the pond a couple of times. The Pump Operator Sodel seems to know how to swim. She is a Novice Swimmer. She's a keeper.
Oh, the tavern has a visiting Baron Consort. Who is a male Goblin. Seems to be socializing and getting along with everybody.
And a Goblin Brewer has also shown up. Interesting.
I have ordered the adult chickens all butchered. The chicks are about to become adults and we need the room.
The pumping seemed to work. The bones of dead were reachable. But nobody bothered to grab THEM! Now the underground chamber is full of water. Why are my citizens so lazy and stupid?!?!
All the chicks have become adults and started fighting each other. I ordered more than half to be butchered.
We dug out more underground chambers, worked the pump, and finally recovered the two piles of bones. Though I fear there are still tools and such in the pond. I have ordered the pump to be dismanated. But maybe I can find a way to use it in the pit?
And the other bodies are also finally being recovered. Hopeful they are put in the tombs before we start getting ghosts.
The horn devils have shown up but havn't killed anybody. And Spring has come. It is the year 252. I will close and seal Callisto's notes. And sent it with my report along with the inventory on our stock and the list of citizens.
Just wish the male elves would put on shirts or something.
Ever Loyal to the major shareholder King erith Gikutzulban,
Amost Craftdied
Expedition Leader, Militia Commander, Manager, Broker, and Bookkeeper