Urist shambled down the hall in a depression. The Duke did not love her anymore than the Philosopher had. Lord Akigagak was dead, along with most of the military. At any moment the enemies of dwarvenkind could come steamrolling over that hill, wiping out all that Urist had built.
She tried to keep her mind off the drama by wandering the halls and admiring Khamero's new engravings. It was a slight change from Urist's style, but not by much.
She stopped by one engraving that caught her eye. It was an engraving of the Grim Tribe, the badass berserk dwarf Urist had killed so many decades ago. Uvash had been a good friend on those long marches. But she had to kill him to protect the adamantine mine. Urist had no idea why Uvash was holding a sea lamprey. She chalked it up to Khamero's artistic license.
Urist continued her walk down the halls and saw another one of Khamero's strange quirks. He liked engraving stupid random items. Like the Salty Library, an engraving dedicated to the crafting of a masterful dolomite puzzlebox.
Yawn.
Khamero was also quite fond of food. He carved many an engraving depicting the masterful roasts being put out by the great cooks of Blockedlance.
Try to wrap your head around a pot roast so awesome, that they memorialize its cooking by engraving it into solid stone even thee decades after the roast was eaten and shat out.
Thats one impressive roast.