So I am going to attempt a start. I have a pretty cool area.
+Exerpt: The diary of Drunken Berkol
1st Entry,
At last we are ready to set off. This diary will be the record of the our parties adventures in what will be a crowning moment in the history of the dwarves of the Cyclopean world. The King of The Tatooed Daggers has commanded me to take a small party of dwarves southwest. It is rumoured that in some mountains there is buried the lost legendary tomb of the King of the Ancients. The rumours of the treasure there are staggering.
I was commanded to take Salmeuk Udibneth with me. Although I don't agree with many of the policies of the Tatooed Daggers and I regret that hhis profession should even exist, it will at least be useful to have someone who knows how to butcher and preserve animal corpses. I believe at least his patriotism should keep him under control, as long as the stress of the wilds don't prey on us too much. I belive his job here is to make sure we all bring the treasure back in its entirety and don't attempt to keep any for ourselves.
I have also chosen to bring along Paulus Fahlstrom Godenilir, a very useful fellow who will not only be able to help me dig for the tomb but is also deadly at using the same pick against dangerous creatures. In addition he meay be able to make wepons and armour for the rest of us if we come across the right materials.
The other members of the party are RPharazon Inodgoden with his crossbow and skill with stoneworking, Haven Stinthädtad for his axe, Kashyyk Sitaleshton for another crossbow, and Litast Ritharoddon Because He is not very clever and does what he's told.
I am somewhat worried about the small amount of equipment the quartermaster has assigned us, I tried to press the matter but to no avail.
We leave tomorrow.
*5th Granite
We have reached the spot I that was described on the map that the old man in the market sold me, it is not exactly as drawn, I think the map is quite innacurate. I heards some strange noises last night. But the area looks like a normal mountainside. Maybe it was just hoary marmots.
I think I will call this place Ushatnulral (Basementstable) for obvious reasons. We begin digging in the morning.
*7th Slate
We have found Iron or and some gems, the digging is going a head as planned. I have ordered the animals apart from the dog to be killed for meat and crossbow bolts. Kashyyk says he can make pretty good bolts from the animals bones.
*6th Hematite
We have run out of alcohol. This is a pretty grim proposition I don't know if I can be bothered digging this whole mountain out without beer. I have told Litast to collect plants from the valley and brew them into some form of alcohol for us.
The enormity of the task we have embarked on has begun to sink in. We have dug deep into the mountain and apart from native platinum which is something of treasure in itself, we have found no trace of the tomb or the treasure.
*16th Sandstone
We have had few kobolds causing trouble but have dispatched them quite quickly, some of their gear and some totems made by Kashyyk (quite nice ones I might add) bought us some more food from the Dwarven autumn caravan. There are many natural treasures in this mountain but my hands are getting tired from digging for the greatest treasure.
*16th Sandstone
Today Haven put down his axe for a moment to help bring some things to the trade depot and it was stolen. Having seen how he wields it I think we should make it a priority to make or buy a new one, unfortunately without an axe we can't cut wood to burn in the smelter and forge. Hopefully the lignite is enough
*23rd Moonstone
The kobold ambush caught us all off guard, they came down from above our entrance hall. All the dwarves that could fight ran for their weapons and the raid was repelled. In the melee however Kashyyk was killed. Apart from that there was not much damage, Haven broke one of his fingers (you should have seen the face of the kobold he broke it on) and one of the dogs had its leg broken. We will mourn the loss of Kashyyk, and without the steady hand that fired the bone bolts he so lovingly crafted I fear the security of our fort is as much a loss as our friendship.
*8th Obsidian
We all laughed at Paulus for brining wood along to make his own bed but now that we have no wood and it is the only bed in for miles he is getting quite upset that everyone keeps sleeping in it without asking. He allows haven at least because he is injured (although bedrest is not especially important for a broken finger). We have built up basic forging operations and Paulus says it shouldn't be a problem to make a basic axe from what we have. The digging has stopped becuase of the kobolds and other problems but I hope to start again soon. So much for being home for christmas though this is like looking for a needle in a haystack. We all still miss Kashyyk