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[Armok]

quote:Originally posted by Captain Mayday:
<STRONG>

Nist Akath.
Atast Osod.
Nukad Umid, Kobem Nokor.
Arged Shimbil, Atol Nosim Tat Zilir Rash.
Atol Nosim Tarmid Libash.
Dumur Shasad, Osal Okbod.

Fear the Winter.
Brave the Bones.
Victims fall, to the troubled dead.
The sons of bitches find the kindly touch of eternal death.
They find the kindly blade of my axe.
The haunting melody, it sings their doom.</STRONG>

Actual dwarven poetry = Awesome!

[Daniel Charms]

Hey, can I join, too?

Name: Dirty
Gender: Male (preferrably)
Profession: a bloody useless noble

Background: 'Dirty' (insert real name here) is a former high level diplomat who he was exiled from the mountainhome after an unfortunate incident involving a donkey and an Elven ambassador. Now he's trying to start a new life in this remote fortress, but increasingly, he's coming to realize, that he's not really wanted or welcome there...

[Captain Mayday]

Helmaroc, sure you can use it.

Kinneus, you're still going strong. Out of jail now. The Captain just randomly imprisons someone every time the mandate goes ignored.

Vanon, the spinal injury doesn't even slow you down. Heck, the Captain has a brown neck and brain injury, and look at him.

Adalore, I'll do my best to provide. But really, you don't need it. More fighting gives you all the edge you need.

Daniel, I was hoping somebody would ask for a Noble. You got it.

[Captain Mayday]

**We have a Baroness Consort (female), a Hammerer (also female) and a Tax collector (male) up for grabs in the Nobility at the moment.**

Captain's Log. 3rd of Felsite.
So I did some of my Mayoring duties today. I met with the Baron.
For some reason, his nickname is 'Dirty', and he wanted to know why his accommodations weren't ready yet.

I told him that since he had appeared without notice, that we were rather suddenly surprised by his presence, and that these things take time to set up properly.

He advised me that they had dispatched a messenger to advise of this, and that I should have known.
I told him that a single messenger in this antler blighted wasteland was little more than a tasty snack, and had never made it.
Somehow he believed this was my fault and left in a huff.

Immediately after his departure, entered the soaper we had just received.

"We need bathes!" he shouted.
Then he saw me.

A look of horror unlike any I have seen crossed his face, it looked like he was about to cry.

"Bathes?" I asked, trying to snap him out of it.

"B..b.. bathes...?" he stammered, unable to take his eyes off me. I felt very noticeable at that moment, I don't mind telling you.

In the end, I managed to get it out of him. He even had a schematic for me. Impressive stuff. I told him as much before he fled. I heard him screaming down the hall.

[Captain Mayday]

Captain's Log. 21st of Felsite.
The 'requests' begin. I know when I have my 'episodes' I will occasionally request things that can't be had. Always made of Black Bronze, though.

But as far as I can tell, Baron Dirty, and his consort, do not share my condition.

They wandered out to talk to me on the surface today.
The good Baron informed me that his consort wanted some earrings made.

That's easy enough. I agreed to make it happen.

Then he requested warhammers. That's going to be a difficult endeavor.
He went so far as to then ask for a nice office, an airy one, with lots of space.
Airy with lots of space, hey?

[ZrO4]

Hi id like to be the tax collector, but have no idea what he does:
Name: Silverfinger

[Captain Mayday]

The Tax collector has basically enabled the economy.

[Captain Mayday]

Captain's Log. 10th of Hematite.
The Humans arrive once again. First thing they see is my smelly arse crushing two Skelks together.

Not their heads, you understand. Actual, whole Skelks.

Should make trading decidedly easier.

I helped them back to the fortress, and ordered goods be brought out for trading.

For the first time, the Tax Collector decided to darken my door. He told me to make sure the appropriate taxes were paid. I instantly decided I didn't like him.

He also told me I should have coins minted, and to build a few shops for the citizenry. I suppose I can do the latter, but the former is pushing it somewhat.

Silverfinger is a name I shall curse in days to come, I am sure.

[Captain Mayday]

Captain's Log. 17th of Hematite.
As my dwarves move our goods to the trade depot, the Merchant Prince and I talk.

For the first time, they are offering to send us barrels and cages.
With all the wood we are ordering, surely we shall not want for that.

I foresee a future filled with liquor, and a zoo full of our enemies. Constant arena fights under the influence of alcohol.

A dwarf can dream.

[Captain Mayday]

Captain's Log. 19th of Hematite.
Exoleet has fallen in battle. The Skelks mobbed him, and his squad were nowhere to be seen.
Kinneus has assumed control of the squad.

[ZrO4]

Maybe arrange for sliverfinger's pets to be killed just for kicks (Its best if he is miserable, no?)

[Captain Mayday]

Captain's Log. 22nd of Hematite.
I've been elected mayor of this hellhole for 9 years now.
It's been a hell of a ride.

Today recalls to me the first days, when we were suffering insanity in family sized servings.

Today the bowyer cracked.
The disturbing thing is he didn't get angry, he didn't start to babble madly. He just sort of... wandered off into the wasteland.

[Captain Mayday]

**Sadly it appears we must wait for the next version before updating.
I'm experiencing the rest/drink/eat infinite loop. I've lost a legendary carpenter to it already, and am unwilling to lose more dwarves.
I'll pick up again as soon as it gets fixed.**

[Asehujiko]

I just noticed that Xotes'dwarf has the same rear name as one of my old succesion games(realmsbolted).

Still waiting for the reincarnation of Boatmurdered to manifest itself in this version and bring elephant doom in it's wake.

[TotalPigeon]

That's a shame, this is some damn good stuff. Here's to hoping it's sorted soon!