Kira was trying to figure out what to do. Thinking back he remembered the day before.
The king had summoned him to the court of the Mirror of Squashing. He couldn't figure out why, He was nothing more then a miner in training who sold crafts on the side to finance his way. He hadn't broken any laws, and even if he had the king would have sent the hammerer after him instead.
As he walked into the throne room he looked around, the lords and ladies of the lands were gathered, dressed in the latest exotic fashion and wearing jewels the likes of which Kira had never seen before. There was a royal guard on either side of him each holding a hammer waiting for him to step out of line. And finally there was the king, siting atop the stage on the far side of the room, he was covered in the most expensive silk from the most distant lands, wearing jewelry the likes of which could purchase an entire human kingdom, and sitting on the most incredible throne made of a material that Kira had never seen before.
"Ah Ingishkokeb, come in, come in." Shouted out the king from his throne, "We've been waiting for you."
"Thank-you your majesty" As Kira stepped forward he thought to himself that no matter what this was it could only be bad.
Kira steped up to the stairs before the stage and stopped, "To what do I owe the pleasure of being invited here your majesty?" He could feel his beard turning grey.
"Ah now the pleasure is all mine. But I don't have time for small talk so I shall get right to business."
Great no chance to try to convince him that maybe someone else could do this. Or that he is sick. Or that it is impossible. Or any other way to get out of this.
"The baron Mesvag£sh and I were talking the other day and we made a little bet."
Just when it can't get any worse it turns out that this is all for some stupid wager between two nobles.
"He exclaimed that a good strong outpost can only be built on a prosperous mountain. Only in regions where the high cliffs are full of the most valuable gems and ores, where the wildlife are nothing more then mountain goats, and the
barren surface inaccessible to anyone not welcome by the dwarven nation."
Oh, no he is going to send me along with some doomed group to build an outpost whose number one export will be news of how yet another dwarf has been struck down by a creature so horrible if we wrote out its name the paper would burst into flames. This would obviously be accompanying not the remains of said dwarf, but the news that said dwarf has been reanimated and now stalks the living.
"I however contested, we are dwarves, we shall make our homes where ever we please, whether it be in a mountain or a glacier, we can overcome any hardship regardless of what it might be."
Great we're going to freeze to death. Then in a few hundred years when someone comes and finds our corpse we can kill them.
"Now to prove my point we would like you to collect a team of able bodied dwarves to go forth and build such a fort."
"On a glacier your highness?"
"Oh no, of course not, you must be sent to somewhere that anyone can reach easily. We are going to send you to the Quiescent Jungle."
Wait, what? He's going to send us to some place nice? What was that about that bit about being able to endure any hardship? Or is this another prank of the naming department.
"We need no cliffs or mountains in which to build. We are the masters of the earth, where ever there is ground we shall forge a new home. Regardless of where it is."
Struggling to keep calm and not start jumping for joy Kira respond, "Thank you your majesty, may the gods smile upon us and prove the good baron Mesvag£sh wrong." He then turned around took the royal decree from fortress guard and left. As he left the room he suddenly realized, who would want to go to a fort in the middle of a jungle?
There is the back story. I hope you enjoy it.
We already have an axe, and Kjartan, do we really need 190 seeds. Yes the mods add lots of new plants but only 10-12 of them are underground. You also got 2 dogs.
[ March 18, 2008: Message edited by: THLawrence ]