Here's the log for spring.
1st Granite, 1053:
The day I have been dreading has arrived. I am now leader of Lithrushsazir. I suppose I had better take stock of the entire fort, so that I can decide how best to proceed.
It appears that there is no Bookkeeper. Thus our records are a mess - those that still bear any accuracy whatsoever, that is. I have stepped into the role, since it seems like something which should fall to the leader of a fort. I shall have to commission myself an office to work in, since I can't very well update our records without a desk to write on!
As a matter of fact, given my husband's, Kib ňnultitthal, broken leg, as well as the limited space in my room, I've ordered a new room as well as an office dug out. I wouldn't want to strain Kib any worse than he already is.
Talking to Kib has revealed another problem. Apparently his squad has been on duty continuously since their arrival! I've ordered the millitary to stand down for now, and will see about arranging some sort of shift schedule in the coming days.
I have designated my new quarters here, with access directly to the crafting zone, so that I may craft stone whenever I have free time.
2nd Granite, 1053:
It has come to my attention that we do not even have any logs, with which to craft another bed for my quarters. Since I am lothe to remove any of the existing beds from our spare rooms, I have ordered another clump of trees cut down, that we might have some wood. Besides, I know that we'll need barrels and bins in the future.
4th Granite, 1053:
There is a foul miasma rising from the kitchens. Apparently no one has the time to come and store our food properly. I will have to take a talley, and see who can be spared to handle this task.
7th Granite, 1053:
I finally traced our lack of food hauling to its source. Our food storage area is too small, and there simply isn't enough room to add any more! I'm enlarging it now.
14th Granite, 1053:
The elves have arrived! I have sent črith, our broker, out to trade with them, in the vain hope that they may have brought something useful. Seeing dwarves carrying crafts one at a time to the depot, it is obvious that we need more bins. In fact, I don't believe we even have any whatsoever. I hope that my office is finished soon so that I can take a thorough look at our supplies and find out what else we need.
17th Granite, 1053:
Apparently the path to the trade depot goes straight through the middle of our fort. Upon inspection, the reason for this is the presence of a very large pit blocking access to the depot. Surely there's some way to extend a bridge over it??
21st Granite, 1053:
črith came across a kobold while she was cutting trees. She chased it off promptly, waving her axe and screaming something aweful. One of our miners chased a second kobold off as well. While this is all very nice, it begs a question. WHY IS čRITH CUTTING TREES?! SHE'S SUPPOSED TO BE AT THE DEPOT TRADING!
23rd Granite, 1053:
I told črith that until she finished trading with the elves, she was not to cut another tree. In response, she dropped her axe, saying, "good. I was beginning to get thirsty," and proceeded to run off to the cellars for some ale.
24th Granite, 1053:
I caught črith standing around the meeting hall, apparently with nothing to do. I told her to get up to the depot and trade already, and she told me she was on break, so it would have to wait. She got back to work pretty quickly when I threatened to call in Captain Affy, though.
27th Granite, 1053:
Those elves are greedy beardless twigs! Three times, we offered them a fair trade, and three times, they demanded that we give them extra items, each time demanding items worth more than the last! We've let it slip, this time, but only because of those rumors I've heard about elves bringing tamed giant tigers, which will loyaly protect any fort with the strength of ten dwarves.
6th Slate, 1053:
Although our military is dependant on marksdwarves, it appears that we do not have a single target range! How can we possibly expect them to become skillful archers if they do not have a place to practice?! I've ordered the construction of a target range next to the depot. This way our practicing archers will be in the perfect place to deal with and goblins that try to ambush the merchants. Moreover, their presence should help prevent merchants from trying to cheat us.
7th Slate, 1053:
Poor Lorbam Olinkod was found dead in the cellars today. It looks like he hadn't bothered to get himself a drink for days.
Soon after, I recieved word that one of our cheesemaker immigrants has become possesed. I hope this doesn't lead to another dwarf withering away in the dining room.
9th Slate, 1053:
It appears that there is no tomb available to bury Lorbam. Since our mason shop is presently occupied by a frothing cheesemaker, I've ordered a second one built. Besides, in the future the extra shop might help with our furnature production. As things are right now, it took them an entire month to build two doors a table and a chair for my rooms!
19th Slate, 1053:
It looks like our cheesemaker has found what he needs to build whatever it is he is trying to build. We did have to rush to cut him some gems, though. I chose rubies, since they should look very nice with the bauxite he already claimed.
23rd Slate, 1053:
Our cheesemaker has finished his wonderful construction! It is a... quern? I suppose our foodstuffs have been rather boring lately. I'll have to see about getting more diverse farms up. I did catch one of our miners grumbling about having the same drink far too often. In any case, I have placed a sketch of the new artifact here. črith estimates that it's worth 99600☼! Quite an accomplishment for a random cheesemaker!
6th Felsite, 1053:
Some immigrants have arrived. How wonderful.
17th Felsite, 1053:
A werewolf was sighted, which proceeded to terrorize some of the peasants. I dispatched the military, and they made quick work of it.