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[Maggarg - Eater of chicke]

In the winter of 1049 in a land called The Everlasting planets, the local dwarven king pondered. He frequently did this, being a solid dwarf of careful, ponderous nature. He had recently decided to set up a new outpost after about 50 years of careful planning and deliberation, and had settled upon a decent spot in the mountains. Although the prospectors said it was barren, he had come to mistrust them, as they had been wrong many times in the past. However, he could not find a party of dwarves to go out into the wilderness. The dwarves of his mountains were stout and solid indeed, but were also of a ponderous nature.

He was almost about to give up when a banging at the doors of his hall startled him. Before his guards could open them, they were flung open, and a roughly square figure with a pointy hat stood in the doorway.
"All'ight yer kingshipness! 'Ow's yer belly fer spots! I've come t' see aboot this outpost ye were tokin' aboot!"
Inside his head, the king was both joyous and mortified.
Maggarg Brokenhaft, infamous traveler, elf-friend and general nuisance had taken up his offer.

The king regained his composure, and told the malodorous Brokenhaft that they left in spring.
"Och aye, perfect time fer a long holiday! Hell, any time's good fer a holiday! Be seein' yez yer magesteriboids!"
The doors slammed.
"Good Riddance"
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Ok, this is my first contribution of any kind to this fortress forum, and I wanted to make a community fortress
Obviously, I need six other dwarves to take with me on this journey of epic silliness.
Maggarg is a Swordsdwarf with lots of social skills, so all other professions are open. I'm not selling the anvil because the things are expensive, so no pets until some daft immigrant brings one along.

Oh, by the way, tell me if I do something stupid, as I am apt to do so.
And another thing, I haven't a clue how to cheat, so I can't and won't.

Openings:
1:Ilugo-Axedwarf and carpenter
2:NEWB - Miner and mason
3:Growerkiller - Farmer and woodcutter
4:darkforge/silverweave- Smith
5:Doc - Brewer and cook. hates plump helmets.
6:Name: Sarisan - Speardwarf

I'm going to leave out a few of the axes and weapons because they're rather expensive. I'll try to keep it all happy.

[iluogo]

i'll take a dwarf
iluogo: 5 points axedwarf
          2 points shielduser
          1 point in woodcutting and carpentry

[Maggarg - Eater of chicke]

Ooopsy, clicked quote, not modify.
Anyway, anyone else?

[DFNewb]

I'll take a dwarf:
NEWB: 3 Miner
          3 Mason
          1 Stone crafter
          1 Mechanic
          1 Building designer
          1 siege operator

You might want to turn off Stone crafter, Mechanic ,Building designer, and siege operator
in the start so you can have a solid miner

[ChJees]

Sounds fun .

I guess i will take a Dwarf then

Growerkiller

5 Grower 3 Woodcutter 2 Axedwarf (Self-defence)

This is a dwarf with a passion for growing plump hemets and chopping down trees .

[Mephansteras]

Sure, I'll take one.

Darkforge if male, Silverweave if female

3: Weaponsmith
2: Armorsmith
2: Blacksmith
3: Metalcrafter

This is the dwarf for all your forging needs! By preference, I'd like to have some coal and tetrahedrite brought along. If you want some nice crafts to trade for the first caravan, bring along a platinum ore as well. Two high quality platinum crowns'll bring in more then any number of rock mugs!

[Frelock]

I'll hop on.

Nickname: Doc
Skilled Brewer
Skilled Cook
Consoler

Quirky personality trait: hates plump helmets. (If that's alright)
Best of luck for you.

[Maggarg - Eater of chicke]

One more dwarf left.
Oh, by the way, feel free to post diaries.

[Maggarg - Eater of chicke]

Anyone?
We need one more, or I'm starting with a spare dwarf.

[Flar Moonchill]

I'll snag one,

Name: Sarisan
2 Armour User
1 swimming
3 ambush
4 spear dwarf

Set him up for spear hunting and odd jobs please :-)

[Maggarg - Eater of chicke]

Ok, we just embarked.
I'm afraid I couldn't get most of the weapons and things because I don't like to sell the anvil.

[martinuzz]

I'll have an immigrant, if I may:

name: Chunk
gender: male
profession name: Happy Drunk (if possible, an immigrant with a preference for some kind of booze)
job's taken: brewing, smoothing/engraving, all hauling except refuse and burial. Childhood trauma.
Both his parents were killed by the hammerer and dumped in the trash compactor.

[Mephansteras]

Well, as far as weapons go, that's what I'm here for. Did you start me off with any ore and coal? If so, have me make a bunch of Coke (and charcoal, if needed to get things started) and get to work smelting. We can start off with Copper axes/spears/etc and move up once we've gotten some iron.

Oh, and can you post our profiles? I'd like to have that before I post an initial diary entry.

[Maggarg - Eater of chicke]

Ok, you can have that.
I'd also like tips on how to build an awesome fort, as most of mine are a little lacklustre

We have plenty of coal and iron ore to work with, don't worry.
I'll post profiles now

[Maggarg - Eater of chicke]

The Log of Maggarg Brokenhaft, AKA Maggarg Iklistineth

Summat of Obsidian 1049

Oh, me 'ead. Why didda have tha' party las' nigh'
No, this is a log, I gotta keep Book-Dwarfish fer
this.
I have 6 stout dwarves wi' me:

Ilugo - Our carpenter an' axedwarf. Good Military dwarf if ever ah saw one
NEWB - I'm no sure why he calls himself that, but he's a decent sort
miner and a mason, solid lad/lass.
Growerkill - Farmer and a woodcutter. I reckon he's a bit of
a village boy, but we'll wait an' see
Silverweave - Our smith. name is a mite elfy.
Doc - Brewer and cook, and a good dwarf. wait...
He hates plump helmets? oh bloody Armok's arse, there has to be one.

I'll have to pretend to be a woman to loose some o' the heat.
They'll no suspect Maggarg Brokenhaft to be a girlie!

First of Granite 1050

Ok, today I announced to the lads (an' possibly lasses)
that we weren't goin' to where I'd said before. When
they asked me why I tole 'em that the king had changed
his orders. I sort of didn't mention that I'd forgot the map.
I think ah sold it to Greasy Bomrek at the Bleedin' Kobold.
Um, anyway, we arrive this afternoon.

*That afternoon*

We have arrived at oratem, or Drunkenrats.

Right, let's get diggin' This lot have got a weird array of skills, I'll give
em that.

Oh white hot buggery! That idiot hunter has a deathwish.
We get here and he jumps out of the wagon and attacks a bunch of ratmen with his fists.
I told him we could no' afford a spear. He's getting tired and he's winded, but he's not badly
hurt...
Oh.
He just bled to death.
Damn ratmen.

8th granite
Just digging down into the soil for farms now.
We might survive then.

11th of Granite

We just struck lignite! This place has fuel, and I reckon I've seen Iron around somewhere.
There's Clear Tourmaline around as well.

13th granite
Planned out the farms and basic rooms. Just digging now.
The biggest room is the stone stockpile. 3 shift-arrows by one.
I wonder who invented the shift arrow. Wasn't much of an archer.

24th Granite

ARRRRRGAGAGAGAGAG!
The stupid lignite runs through these stupid rooms!
Still, there's limonite, magnetite and plenty of gems here.
And bauxite. and, I think, some chalk.
Steel time.

4th slate
Nearly done on the rooms and things now.
Booze is getting low, we might need to get a still and farm up fast.

12th slate
I feel sleepy.
No, I've go to keep goi...
(AT this point the log cuts off and the page is slightly crumpled.
It is assumed that Iklistineth went from standing to horizontal
in a split second, as dwarves are apt to do.)

22nd slate

I just woke up.
How the hell did I fall asleep.

1st felsite 1050

The farmers wanted their farm.
I told 'em to do it themselves.
Unfortunately for poor ol' Doc, we only have plump helmet seeds.
Ah, hell, he can eat it an' like it.
we're makin' the still today as well

PERSONALITIES
Well, after this couple o' months I got to know these dwarves well enough, so I wrote these sheets up for them an my alter-ego.

Me with my wig an' short beard an dress on.


Ilugo


Doc'


Silverweave


Growerkiller


NEWB


Sorry Flar, but Sarisan had a suicuidal urge to attack goups of 6 ratmen.
The first thing my mason will make will be a fitting tomb for him.