Spring 289. 85 Years of Uristian occupation, 80 years of Royal/Imperial rule.
Urist made the heir apparent to the Kurkish Clan (since the eldest son Johann Schmidt had been abducted by goblins) the new trader so that he could get a purply flashy title, as befits an heir to a noble clan. However, since young Denisol Noblerope has only ever been a strand extractor, he has very poor counting and arithmetic skills. Until he learns his trade, we have no economic reports.
It proves to be a trifling matter however...
...for who could care about economic reports when ANOTHER horde of do-gooder crusaders stalk our land?
It still seems odd to many a dwarf that the demon-worshiping goblins would crusade alongside elves...
...perhaps the centuries of war between goblin and dwarf just ran too deep in their blood? Perhaps too many goblins had lost their immortal lives in a dwarven fort for them to ever forgive?
Still....to side with elves was an unholy horror.
They would pay for their stupidity with their lives.
The slaughter was great, and afterwards, Jazz and MadMonkey24 decided to go relax and sip some rat weed tea. MadMonkey went ahead, but before Jazz made it across the bridge, another horde of greenskins sprung an ambush upon him!
Dodging their flames, our mightiest Champion Lord Jazz sent the goblins flying to the left and to the right. A goblin corpse or two was even flung into the lava by the force of his blows. See the goblin corpses on the far left? Jazz was standing in the ash cloud when he sent them flying. They were stopped only by two trees that unfortunately halted the awesome.
Still very far to toss a guy with an axe chop though.
In the flames and the fury, Jazz had allowed the bridge to be burned down, and nearly fell in the lava himself. Now he was trapped outside the safety of the fortress walls, and cutoff from our other axelord champion MadMonkey24. A couple Khamerites were trapped like refugees alongside him, hoping more crusaders would not arrive before they could get back inside.
Giovanni was there to lend his architectural talents to build a bridge....and a snide comment or two.
At the end of the wave of goblins, we receive news of the death of another champion. It saddens the hearts of all to know we have lost another.....but the dwarves soon realize that this Champion did not die by the hands of goblin or elf or kobold...or even dwarf. No......something much stranger has happened....
The Champion Marksdwarf Tazgrent has become the first military dwarf to die of old age
in all of dwarven history.