POV: Pokes
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Poke poke poke. Glass is boring, but we keep making it, lots and lots of it. When we have logs to burn. Bobby is sent out to play with the elephants and cut trees. I wonder if he pokes them before he cuts them down...
Haika has spent a lot of time chatting with hexed talking about a 'pit' to be dug outside. Meanwhile, I still have very little to do at the leatherworks. Though we have plenty of skins to work with if there is ever a need.
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Elves are here. Haika won't let me poke them. So I secretly poked some of the food we are going to trade with them...
Six of the pointy eared types. And they brought friends. Goblin friends, trying to ambush while we are distracted with other things to poke. But the first goblin got caught in one of our traps, and the rest of them were spotted. Though, three of them have spears, maybe they like to poke things too. The war dogs and some of the military are going to greet them.
At the same time, Hexed was out digging in the mud, and two of the goblins turned towards him. At first he ran, but Haika yelled an ok from the ramparts for him to fight, and he turned ready to wield his pick against the speargoblin and wrestler coming at him. The gleam in the legendary dwarf's eye was so moving... I think I'm in looove.
The war dogs took the most damage on our side from the main fight, we lost one, and a couple other's have pretty new paw shapes. Hexed is laughing and swinging his pick wildly. The sound of bone crunching can be heard from where I am at the trade depot. Even from here I can see that both goblins are already on the ground, the wrestler clutching his hips and not moving his legs, while the speargoblin is screaming while Hexed plays with poking his right upper leg with the pick and stirring around. I really should get to know Hexed better...
After that it was mostly blood and screaming for gobmoms. Was beautiful... I should move on, already bringing myself to tears remembering it.
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Iteb found a kobold on the road while he was bringing in some wood. Wood makes a surprisingly good club apparently. Or at least enough to stun silly kobolds for a crossbow to shoot it.
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Elves brought a little wood, and many bins of cloth. Haika gave them one of Chyla's roasts. Bat meat I think, for all the bins. We dumped the cloth out of the bins and gave it back to them for the wood. The rest of today is being spent filling the new bins with goblin gear.
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Haika was overheard muttering about a mandate for coins, Apparently he likes them, but is torn over having them in the fort, as it would take fuel to make, let along bring a tax collector down on our heads. He has already stated it will be fine to leave alone.
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Snatchers are dumb. Dwarf babys are big, but they aren't the size of wild elephants.
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Migrants! And there's a bunch of snooty guys at the front. One with a hammer, another with a scroll, and the last is a snobby looking dwarfess in a huge silk gown that is so not made for trudging through the mud and muck.
Haika met them at the gate, and there was a lot of talk about 'Barony Zasrimtar' and 'fruggen nobles' But I thought it funny how the vein on Haika's forehead throbbed just so as he showed the snobby lady around the partially constructed fort.
Beds were ordered made, and more furnishings for each individual noble were added to the large noble pit with the dungeon master.
With the nobles we got the better part of a fortress. A milker, a herbalist, a cheese maker, a potash maker, a leatherworker, a stonecrafter, an animal dissector, an animal caretaker, a carpenter, a glassmaker, a bone carver, an animal trainer, a craftsdwarf, a child, a woodworker and six peasants all followed the baroness.
Haika drafted most of them, reluctantly allowing some to become royal guard, and others to join the dangerous and deadly fortress guard. I suppose it will thin the ranks of the fort, and reduce the amount of mouths we need to feed if they kill each other. And on the bright side, It gives me work making armor and waterskins and the like.
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with all the new recruits clogging the barracks with their spars, one of the axedwarves decided to change his name. He did keep his title from the former battles as 'The Laborious Denomination' He chose the name 'Randal' for some reason or the other.
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Now the baroness is a countess. I have no idea why. It's only just past mid spring yet. She just got here and has already gotten a promotion. Guess the king thought she deserved it for making it here in that dress.
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Summer is here. The project on the 'arena' area is yet to be completed, but hexed working by himself is making progress.
The nobles have moved into the noble pit, and the amount of arena 'volunteers' increases with some slugmen caught here at the end on spring.
Overall not much to say for me. I wish we'd get more leather, but I'm happy that I'm the only active leatherworker. All the rest we had were drafted into the military. Of note is the royal guard, composed entirely of macedwarves who are coming along strong in their training. I personally would have wanted more speardwarfs, the lack of poking is depressing.
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