I am one vagabond of a villain.
The more crazies the better. It would be interesting to have the starting 7 be sane, and the others, not so much, but I'd settle for an imbalance in the crazies favor. Unfortunately, at my speed, it's likely to be a while before an immigration wave. So many writable things going on, and I've been told I'm somewhat long-winded. Oh, well. Story time once again.
Fourth Entry: Unforeseen OutcomesI'm sitting on my bed, soaking the sheets and dripping on the pages of this log, yet I feel that for the future leaders of this place, I must delay all else until I have told my story.
The pumping operation failed. Currently, we still have a small pit filled to the brim with water. I made the mistake of not using all three pumps immediately, and instead had all available hands stand ready to seal up the pit as I pumped water out of it. Not once did I get it to a low enough level for the others to safely enter and begin their work. After a short time, I drafted two others who, for the life of me, I cannot recall, to pump alongside me. In short order, the pit was drained, but the room we planned to flood quickly filled and we almost drowned.
Fun times at Mistywhiskers.
As the rest of us fled to upper levels to dry off and complain, Ezum came up with the interesting idea to dig down from the half-flooded rooms into the aquifer, citing some old mine-rat's tales of 'draining aquifers into aquifers'. I was skeptical, but decided it probably wouldn't hurt too much to allow him to try. It might even work. So, he sloshed back down the stairs, pick in hand, and began digging. Not ten minutes later, I was called down urgently to see something. I came down to find a massive area of the floor was gone, and Ezum was beaming as water that had earlier been neck high rushed into the hole.
At first, I couldn't quite comprehend the situation. He'd barely had time to walk across the chamber and swing his pick a half-dozen times before he had called. And then I saw. As the water disappeared into the hole, I saw that it was not water to the brim, as in the pit far behind us, but another chamber below. When it looked safe, I crawled on my hands and knees to the edge and peered into the new chamber. Below, a giant, soaking mole looked up at me, sniffed twice, snorted, and dashed off to some hole. I hardly payed attention to where it went as I saw the most surprising feature of this unexpected room. Far wider than our entire fortress, an abyss just kind of sat there. I'm surprised to be thinking of a nothing as a something, but that pit loomed, if it didn't quite stare back.
The things I could see from my vantage far from the rim of the pit far made up for the pit. They stared back just fine. I'm sorry to say it, but I was scared fair enough there. There were things flitting about in there I'd rather not think about right now. I ordered the construction of a grate to cover the hole, and expect it to be in place by now. Good riddance to those things.
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