I am thoroughly disappointed in my dwarves, for they are apparently completely bereft of both intelligence and compassion.
the squad of three champions i ordered to guard the only entrance to my fort abandoned their position when the leader got thirsty and went for a drink, and his subordinates followed him for no reason at all. It didn't occur to them that i had placed them there because the traps that would ordinarily have protected my fort were temporarily out of order and needed to be cleaned. I wish i had caught them slacking off sooner, but it didn't occur to me that my dwarves were unprotected.
So my guards left and i was unawares when, as if they choreographed it thousands of times beforehand, two simultaneous goblin ambushes appeared at my doorstep and descended on my innocent workers that were trying to maintain my traps. fortunately, they had cleaned enough traps to slaughter the first 7 of the 8 goblins, thinning their numbers, but disabling the rest of the traps.
my innocent dwarves ran, and i found my squad leader and reordered him to get his ass back over their. His lack of disciplined was astounding, for he stood their and continued drinking like a camel.
back at the entrance, the last goblin, a bowgoblin, was taking potshots at my dwarves, who, for some reason, weren't running away. I had noticed that among the group of dwarves was my Great Furnace Operator, an essential second generation migrant member of the fort. The first victim however was a newly arrived soapmaker. he would be missed but not mourned.
I then realized why they weren't running away, they kept re-queuing 'clean trap' as their job. Watching them dance about back and forth was revolting. "EEK! GOBLIN! RUN AWAY!" would be their action for one moment, then they'd forget about the goblin entirely as their lust for cleaning traps took over their small dwarven minds and compelled them to walk back towards the goblin waiting by the traps in some sort of hypnotized death-march. then they would run away again, and repeat.
i looked everywhere... EVERYWHERE for an option to make them stop doing this. i went into (o)ptions and disabled all actions, i disabled every labor preference the dwarves had, and even marked the floor they kept walking towards as "restricted" but nothing would stop them!
the goblin finally manages to hit another dwarf, a female lyemaker and a mother carrying her newborn baby boy, but she is not dead, but her leg and foot are broken. Her dance of retardedness is coming to a close it seems.
a puppy and a tame raccoon are the next victims, and a miracle occurs, the bowgoblin leaves! it would appear that the mother's life is saved. but then another ambush strikes, signified by a merchant's swordsdwarf who apparently doesn't give a damn about the goblin and heads towards the trade depot.
i successfully manage to get all the dwarves at the entrance to safety, except for the mother, who can barely move. the guards are still taking their merry sweet time at the drinking hole and a single goblin wrestler (where the other goblins are is beyond me) descends to kill the helpless lame mother. desperate, i quickly recruit her and tell her to fight unarmed so she will atleast defend herself. the struggle begins, the injured, inexperienced, and child-encumbered mother versus a trained goblin wrestler. they fight for a good minute, but it would appear that the mother and child are destined to die. I check up on the frickin champion guard captain and he's STILL DRINKING. frustrated, i appointed his unthirsty subordinate as captain, and the new squad leader makes his way to where the mother is.
its been some time, the mother is more injured than ever, the baby has a mangled arm and wrist. things look bleak, but she still fights for her life. they keep fighting for like another 30 seconds, and she's on her last legs, and she's trying to escape death. she struggles valiantly, and the guard captain gets their in time! he promptly dispatches the goblin wrestler and it would appear that the mother and child, while injured horribly, will survive and perhaps recover fully within a couple months.
then a frickin' goblin snatcher appears outta nowhere and grabs the child outta the mother's arms. the guard swiftly kills the snatcher, and the baby is hurled to the ground.
the mother, with an injured leg and now thirsty from the long time she's been their, is apparently unable to move to get her child. the baby, with a mangled arm and wrist, desperately and incoherently crawls about on the ground, not aware of his mom just feet away, passing out for a few moments every now and then from the terrible pain.
the goblins are gone, so i order everyone to resume duty, hoping that someone, anyone, would come to the aid of the poor mother and child. No one comes, every resumes duty, but no one cares in the least that they are walking past a horribly injured and valiantly strong mother and child that could die at any moment.
almost everyone has the "health care" job preference, but no one wants to abandon what they're doing to help. could it be that the dwarven caravan had arrived earlier, and the 'place item in depot' job has higher priority then helping a fellow dwarf?
that's where i saved. their info says they're not bleeding, but i don't know how long they'll last. what should i do to help them?
i Swear to god, if that baby survives, he's getting his own custom name and title.