DIARY OF GIZMO, NUTTY DWARF
TINKERER ARTIFICER
(for best effect, read it reeaaaalllly fast)
1st day:
OH CARP! Fireheart saw me fiddling with the catapults, or thinks he did, really I was taking a nap so I didn't have to carry more random shit around this freaking place, I hate carrying, It's such an elf job, but anyway he saw me, and so I pretended to work 'cause I didn't want to be the sacrificial dwarf that digs out the last tile before flooding the tunnel with magma, but then he thought I was interested in machines so now I'm a mechanic...I need some wine...
2nd day: huh, this isn't so bad, I mean I don't know what the hell I'm doing but the other dwarves are showing me what to do, and I never thought a series of gears and axles could be so fascinating, I was watching and they turn and turn and turn and turn...
Oh, some random dwarves got..."recruited" today. If I didn't have this job I might have been one of them, so I guess that's another good thing, especially since our champions have been dieing off quite fast lately, those undead are hard to kill, probably because they are already dead. I heard Speardwarf talking to some of the new recruits, telling them it's better to smash the undead... wonder why they don't use more catapults and traps...maybe there's something wrong with the catapults we have-I'll check it out later. right now I'm going to see if we have any wine, and go look at those gears again.
(the next few pages are covered with doodles of gears, lists of machine components, schematics for a machine that knits socks, and a stick figure of a dwarf carrying a giant crossbow, all interspersed with mysterious red stains that smell of strawberries.)
EDITED: THERE IS NO HAMMERER.