From the Journal of Tosid Vodsazir, Winter 114
They are growing impatient with our progress. This season they expressed their displeasure through a dyer, Melbil Ducimnëlas, who made an orc bone bracelet with spikes of beak dog leather and an image of the Belted Rawness in steel. The other dwarves are overjoyed, seeing her work as a representation of all that we have accomplished, slaying our enemies and transforming them into jewelery. They are correct, of course, it is a representation of all that we have accomplished. Those accomplishments have nothing to do with our true purpose, and we have lost our drive with the safety that we enjoy and the wealth that we create. Yet great things await us, both above and below, things that we will create for all the world to marvel at. The Duchess's road continues well, of course, but it is a simpleminded design and requires little planning. The real challenge lies in the mountains. I've ordered more dolomite mined out, under the guise of carving a place of worship, but much planning still needs to be done.
The alcohol shortage brought on by Unib's mismanagement was narrowly averted, the first of the plump helmets being harvested when there were only four drinks standing between us and being forced to drink water. Of course, the mushroom wine tastes terrible, but it's still better than water. Hopefully he's learned from his mistake.
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Yep, no orc siege this winter. I'll probably send out a few patrols to check for ambushes, though, since that's the normal reason not to get sieged, and I need some blood for the next planned bit of the story.
I'll also point out that despite the violent history of the fortress, we have yet to kill any elves. Complained about the stuff that they brought to trade and chopped down enough trees that they complained back? Yes. Killed them? No. Though they certainly aren't dwarves, they are not at the level of goblins or orcs.
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