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[Hawklaser]

Well, judging by crash's story and my own turn, looks like my next turn is going to be interesting. I just hope the grimelings don't try and seige me like they did in my turn. Though if they do turn up en-masse again will deffintly make things interesting for me and possibly the next person depending on how things go.

Been hoping to continue this, as been wanting to play with and add to other people's forts for a while now. Hoping to pick up some fresh ideas that I might not of come up with thanks to habits I may have developed.

And Crash, a word of warning bout my fort since you are getting it, keep an eye on the woodcutter... he is in a near tantrum state, and the slightest thing could set him off again.

[Haika]

Oh no, Bob and Xognan XD

This is gonna be great!

*hops around waiting on the save*

[crash2455]

Are we still doing 6-month turns from this point on, or 1-year turns all the time?

[OneMoreNameless]

Well, the results were in and this round's results were ... interesting. The challenge (for those of you who seem to have forgotten) was to end the year with the highest average quality for your dwarves. Haven did well, with mostly Great Quarters for the weary dwarves. Haika had more dwarves to contend with, and ended up with a fairly rough night's sleep for most. Hawk, uh. Let's just say the ground isn't an comfortable as you seem to think it is. Lastly Crash, who managed to give every dwarf at least Fine Quarters, with half of them snoozing away in Grand Quarters. Well done!

Thus, the current point totals are ...

Crash2455: 3
Haven: 2
Haika: 1
Hawklaser: 0

After some thought, and seeing the forts after one year, I have decided it will be best to allow EVERY ROUND to run for ONE FULL YEAR. I'll be updating the first post shortly, then sending the new saves out.

Remember, the challenge for round two is to end the year with the highest total food stores, and the first bonus points will be awarded for the fastest turn completion!

[OneMoreNameless]

Alright, done. Tell me if I fucked anything up.

[Haika]

Round 2!

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

*spring year 2, fort A*


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New fort, New Home, new LIIIFe. Ok maybe not, but bob is in charge here too!


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What a mess! Planter is DEAD no more planting, dead dead dead. Miner is hurt, broken hand. Suck it up miner, not that bad....


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Getting hungry, tiny little food stocklpile isn't going to cut it. REVAMP! Move out of stairs. WE need to dig, Leadery mechanic guy, start shoveling dirt. Will make farmy type places two stairs down.




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Also, axe man, you train all those doggies, and put some in a cage allready, puppies everywhere. Kennel outside, you build that too.


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Craftshops making short swords. Why? Bob no know. Tell them to stops.


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Bob will also be happy to know what lever does. It calls to bob... but worried, bridges over lava only way out. What if it makes them go away. Bob resists! Will be strong.


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No stockpiles, except tiny tiny little food thing in stairs. Bob confused. Fort won't last long like this. Bob will fix, and make better.


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AAAAAH. Stupid water level. Bob trying to make well, to give water to hurt miner person. Expanding around lava to see how much room we can make for farms, no one told me there was an aqifier above the thing. Build some walls quick, or going to be stuck underwater.



And just in time for elves, NO TRADING, not yet. We will sneakily swipe their stuff for our use, if we can keep from drowning.


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Got the walls up, but Bob sad, Mason was stuupid, walled himself in, and drowneded before we could tear one down to let him out. Bob will be more carefull next time.

Luckily elves don't have much to trade. Silly Elves. Bob will trade some rock mechanisms and swords, for everything they have that's really worth anything. Mostly drinks, and some seeds for outside planting. Bob plans to make little greenhouses for these!


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... Elves upset. Swords last leader made have WOOD hilts. Bob still took stuffs, but not happy NOT HAPPY. Stupid swords. If elves going to be upset, going to take ALL their stuff. Blame last leader not Bob. Bob fixing mess.


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New stockpile by crafting shops. To hold crap. Make some bins and barrels for storage. Need more barrels, blood gnats chewing on tasty dog meat.

Cage in dining hall, for da puppies. EVERWHAR. Bob will clean up fortress if it kills him.


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Migrants! Good. Bob almost had to start hauling stuff himselfs. Will need to set up a barracks though, for sleeping. Ha! 25 of them. This should help things alot!. Setting most to fish or farm, need food badly.


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Ok, wall being expanded to go around lake for fishing. Also butcher shop and tanner shop set up so hunter can do work, and peasants told some to farm, others learn wall building.





*summer*



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Hoomans are here. Hope they are nicer than the elves. Also hope like random elf clothing, and crappy wooden crafts(also from elfs).


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Humans traded better, but still not as good. They don't want the elf stuffs. Something about it being bad for trading. I think they'd do better trading where they could.


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Working on greenhouses when hear Olin has been acting strangely. One of the two child dwarfs who came with the migrants. The little guy crawled into the craftsdwarf workshop dragging a wood log, and started working on something in secret.



Aww how cuute. He made a stick. With a picture of itself on the side. Kids these days.


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Greenhouse is done, go gather plants. EVERYONE! No exceptions. Oh and engrave dining room, Naow.



*Autumn*



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MOAR migrants. Hope they are bringing sleeping bags to sleep in. Also, snails in the way, might be danerouse.

Nine migrants, given planting and gathering work. Except for miner, he can actually do real WORK.


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Hmm, digging out more rooms, lots of dwarfs sleeping on ground. Smaller rooms along hallway, some really tiny. Variatee, spice of life. And oo, we can grow silverbarbs. Neato.


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Dwarfs are here to trade! Sneaking up on me. Bringing some stuff to trade depot. Cloth, Leather, other useless junk for now.

Bah, dwarfs don't want ugly elf good either. Bob dosen't blame them, Bob blames stupid silly elves. Made trash dump for elf crap not useable. Also traded for a bunch of stuff.


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Human is STILL HERE. What cho want human? Oh, bring uhh, bolts. Yeah ammo for shooting, the rest bring whatever.

Told the Dwarf guy to bring some seeds and armors.


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INDOOR FISHING. You know it. Bob is da domb.




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Farmer died today, out gathering berries, tried to wrestle the mud. Bob thought this was odd, but have seen moving mud before, farmer killed it, but then suffocated under covering of mud. Very sad. Will make coffin for burying.


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Migrants! This place sure is getting crowded.

Ahh, possesseded stonecrafter. ONE OF THE MIGRANTS. He no even make it to the fortress before crashing in to attack workshop making. Hmm, maybe a stone stick this time!

Six migrants total, another miner, Starting up crossbow shooty military, with archery targets to shoot at.


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Stonecrafter picked three boulders of alunite to build with. He made a spiky rock amulet. Kinda just looks like alot of rock stuck together to me. But what does Bob know. At least stonecrafter no longer possessed, can get back to work.


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MOAR dead sleeping places. Just put them up outside dining room, no time to build big special tomb just yet. Maybe later. Put farmer in red one. It pretty, and he did good by killing grimeling.


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Giant food stockpiles almost done, need lots more barrels, ordered plenty. Nobody going to starve from tiny little food pile on by stairs.

Also walled off areas around magma bridge, with fortifications. So we can shoot out at any peoples trying to sneak in.



*winter*



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Winter time now. Wall around entrance stairs done too, in the middle of drink stockpile. Ain't it grand.




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PLATINUM. KITCHEN. Yes. yesh. We will make our food better with shiny metal surfaces.


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Baby Girl dwarf! Born to Lye Maker(who's really a farmer, just dosen't know it yet.) and a peasant. Named her Maureen, because Bob said so.


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Herbalist is possessed! Oh noes. Mason workshop taken over! Can you even make sticks out of herbs? Glad I don't know anyone named Herb, that would be scary. Guess rocks are better than herbs.




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ooc:
Oh noes, Spring has Sprung. Guess we will have to wait and see what the herbalist makes. And I must say, taking over this fort was quite difficult, Haven's playstyle is very different than mine, and it took me a while to get things working. In all of Bob's crazyness from the first round, even without stone, that fortress was very well off for moving into the 2nd round. Anyway, here's some more screenshots of the area:


The Magma Bridge, along with the original planter's tomb, and the new underground farms.


The workshop area of the stockpile floor. Along with the well on the right, and the indoor fishing area.


The outside area with the kennels, butchery area, refuse and wood stockpile, and some archery targets in the lower right side of the wall. You can also see the roofs of the greenhouses to the right. Small for now, but that's the only thing on that floor, so plenty of room to expand(like you will need it )


And finally the bedrooms and barracks floors. Haven's grand bedroom design was nice, but will be a problem if the population keeps growing like it did this season.

[Hawklaser]

I didn't forget about the challenge, I just felt getting down into stone was a bit more important to set things up for my teammates at the time I ran that, and when I did have access to stone... well things got a lot more interesting.

And with it now being every dwarf for themselfs, will be doing things a bit differently.

As for the food stockpile that should be easy to build up, with a few able boddied dwarfs.

[crash2455]

If all goes according to plan, I should have a post by tomorrow afternoon.

[Hawklaser]

Round 2 is done for me.

I hate to say, the grimelings love me, and resulted in a few deaths... and one that was rather unfortunate.

Will add some details by the weekend, want a little time to try and make things a lil more interesting.

[crash2455]

You didn't kill off Jessica or Xognan, did you?

[Haven]

Hm... Yeh. I hate to be an idiot here, but where is it I can find the save file I need?

[crash2455]

OneMoreNameless should have emailed it to you.

[crash2455]

Okay, after receiving someone else's fort and not knowing what to do, I decided to note the shit out of it this time.  Granted, it's easy enough to navigate at this point, but it might help.

Bear with the somewhat lackluster writing, I just wasn't feeling it today.  Consider the end to be more of a highlight reel.

Much like Haika, I was surprised by how different Hawklaser's fort is than my own, and that he found a non-magma way to get past the aquifer.  It was definitely cleaner looking.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

The Life and Times of Jack Gemfence, mercenary woodcutter.

The Following Takes Place Between Spring 1002 and Spring 1003 (lol popculture)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Spring 1002~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A week ago, I heard tell of a nearby fortress requiring more woodcutters and carpenters.  I figure it's a job, so what the hell?

So what greets me on my way here?  A dead body being torn apart by rats and grime monsters, and a sign saying "Welcome to Strangerkings, Doom of Fortresses."  Not a fine first impression, but when I got inside, I was surprised to see a rather functional fortress, and I could see what they meant when they were talking about needing carpenters.  Wooden floors, about a dozen wooden screw pumps, and leading down into the stone, we have a line of progressively narrower wood-walled shafts.  Also there was a very badly wounded dwarf laying in the trade depot.

There was no real common hall or barracks to speak of, just a few beds in a corner in an impromptu hospital setup (right next to a few stone coffins?)

While negotiating my terms with Logem Istbariden, the expedition leader, I found out that their previous carpenter had broken her arm and was now resting.  I mentioned that there's been some volcanic activity in this area, and that she should take into consideration that she's probably sitting on a magma pipe.  Also, she should probably remove those statues in the stairwell.
 
Image here

We finished the meeting, and the first thing she put me to work on was removing a now unnecessary layer of wall.  I just had to build the bridge, someone else would work on the specifics.

I heard something about not being able to expand the stairwell, too much water or something.  Apparently they're going to start one layer below that.  There was also something about a pump being connected in the wrong place and we shouldn't build that waterwheel there or it will irrevocably flood the entire stairwell so don't do that oh my God.  It wasn't my business, so I didn't butt in.

(OOC:  I think you can see what was going to happen here)

12th Granite:
The elves came for a visit today.  Damnable treehuggers waltzed on into our fortress and trampled the wounded man still lying in the trade depot.  No one seemed to want to trade with them either, which is fair since all we had to trade with was two bins full of socks.  ultimately we ended up trading half a bin of socks for a few bins of cloth and a barrel of wine.

7th Slate:
We held a funeral for the late recruit today.  I can't say much.  I didn't know the guy.  His statue is apparently a great likeness to him.  All I know is that it is very red.

14th Slate:
Apparently a lot of people heard the request for more carpenters, and interpreted "more carpenters" as "anyone ever."  The fortress now is now filled with peasants, animal dissectors, fish cleaners, and a bunch of other guys, and we're over 4 times what our population was (aka now 26).  Logem looked overwhelmed when she saw this many people now looking for work in her fortress.  Out of panic, she told the masons to grab picks and start digging, all peasants to grab weapons and start training, and everybody else to start planting shit.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Summer 1002~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
3rd Hematite:
In the digging of additional bedrooms, the miners discovered a magma pool.  Fortunately, they didn't discover it by accidentally digging into it, as most stories go.

14th Hematite:
Human merchants showed up today.  We were actually prepared this time, and managed to trade off a box of crafts for some booze and cheese.  Good times.

26th Hematite:
We finally got into position to channel the magma into a usable place today.  Unfortunately, the fire imps were ready for us and immediately sprang from ambush, killing a miner and a farmer before the military wrestled it to pieces.

1st Malachite:
Damn, more bloody migrants!  Total population is 31, which is just slightly more than our number of beds.  No jobs are currently being done either, so Logem delegated the position of Manager to our farmer, who will have a little extra time in between plantings.

8th Galena:
I was eating in the common hall today, whne all the sudden Urvad the stone carver busts into the room and starts grabbing all the stone he can, muttering some kind of gibberish.  He ran out immediately afterwards and jammed all the stuff into a workshop, running immediately upstairs to grab some shells.  An hour later, he announced that he had completed "Lovelyhoods the Static Ivy, a Talc piccolo.  I took a look at it and saw that there's rings all over the bloody thing.  I don't think you could even play it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Autumn 1002~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


12th Limestone:
Woo!  Party!  Party it up!  Our brothers from the mountainlands came around and brought plenty of booze!  And 20 bins of leather, too. . . Woo!  Bondage party!

24th Limestone:
We finally held mass funerals for the dwarves that died in the imp and grimeling attacks.  I also found a wounded mule today, so I took it to the butcher shop and put it out of its misery.  Its tasty, tasty, misery.

16th Sandstone:
More Migrants arrive. Farmers, all of them.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Winter 1002~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
23rd Moonstone:
While unpacking our fresh shipment of dogs, I found a pair of tamed squirrels.  We can't eat them, so I decided to put them on the pet roster.

1st Opal:
Grimelings attack again, but in much less force.  They are immediately destroyed by 5 champion wrestlers.

18th Opal:
Domas Smoothcloistered came to me today, showing me some stone ring he made, and enscribed with pictures of dwarves and roaches.  "Oh, pretty neat" says I.  "What do you call it?"
"Domas Smoothcloistered"
"Seems a little. . . egotistical, doesn't it?"
"What do you mean?"
"Nevermind."

[Hawklaser]

Ok, here is the first part of the write up for my turn. Hope you like it, as much as I have enjoyed writing it, the next part will move faster as this covers most of spring, as spring and late winter is when things were the most interesting. More will come tommorrow as don't have time to add more to it tonight.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

In the spring of 1002, Poto and several other dwarfs stumbled upon a dwarven settlement out in the middle of a swamp that is plauged by all sorts of terrible creatures. Upon discovering a dwarf working out  in this horrific swamp, Poto decided she and the other dwarfs with her, instead of continuing through this swamp, they should settle down here as if there was one dwarf working, odds are more were close by. She cautiously approached the dwarf working only to find out this dwarf was one of a kind.
   “Hey! You there!” Poto yelled, “ Are there other dwarfs out here, or are you alone?”
   The other dwarf replied  “I am Xognan, guider of Dwarfs. Follow me!”
Poto was caught totally  unaware by this response, and could not help but follow Xognan in these swamps. After a bit, Poto caught sight of a statue  with a trade depot a ways away. “Xognan, why is that statue wayyy over there?” she asked.
   Xognan simply replied “Tomb.”
   When Poto got closer to the depot and statue, she could make out a few hatches in the ground. Xognan guided Poto down through the hatches, and Poto saw what appeared to be a small farm, and living quarter for a handful of dwarfs. Upon seeing this, Poto breathed a sigh of relief, as she now knew her group made the right decision in stopping here. But Xognan kept leading Poto on deeper underground. Poto could not help but notice patches of the soil on the way down was wet, and knew that there was an aquifer in the area, which was no surprise, after all they were in a swamp. Then after a bit it got really hot and humid inside the tunnels. “Xognan, why is it so hot down here? We are in a swamp, but it should not be this hot underground.”
   “Oh,  there is a pocket of magma here. Had some fun with its inhabitants a while back. Jessica, our leader, said that the imps from there would explode when they get cut up. Every dwarf knows that is nothing but an old wife’s tale. You just got to butcher them in the right way, but I haven’t managed to figure that way out yet.”
   Poto was dumbfounded by this, and decided not to ask Xognan anything else for the time being. Then after going down yet another stairway in the seemingly never ending sand, Poto set foot on stone again, which was a big relief after having gone so many years without living in a typical dwarves settlement. They continued deeper still, until Xognan showed Poto into a small room with a table and a chair.
   “Wait here,” Xognan said enthusiastically “ I’ll go tell Jessica to come see you.”
   Poto was still a bit confused, as she had not seen any other dwarf on the way down to here, but things here were clearly set up for more than just Xognan to be living here. She waited for a while and no one came, and was starting to wonder just how sane Xognan was. After what seemed like half a day, Poto decided to leave the room, and start getting things set up for her and her fellow dwarfs. As she walked out of the room, only to run right smack into a dwarf. At first glance, Poto could tell that this dwarf was not Xognan.
    “Oh, I’m sorry. My name is Poto Tradescar. I had been waiting here for a really long time, and was just going to talk to the other dwarfs that I was traveling with. And might you be Jessica? Xognan told me to wait here for Jessica. But I was starting to wonder about her, as she does seem a bit odd.”
   “Hello, I am indeed Jessica. And Xognan is a very interesting person. Sorry bout the wait, when Xognan told me someone was waiting in my office, all she said was “I am Xognan, deliverer of messages. Someone is in your office waiting to see you.” I never would of expected a traveler, let alone a group of travelers. After all only a handful of traders came last year. Don‘t mind Xognan too much, she is a good dwarf, but a bit strange, she insists fire imps can be butchered.”
   “She told me about that on the way down here. I could not believe it. My fellow travelers and I are a bit hungry and thirsty from traveling the land, and right now all we have is the clothes we have on our backs. Might we be able to get something to eat?
   “Well…. If you want something to drink we have a well, though for food, we don’t have much to spare, as there are only 6 of us here. How many dwarfs are with you?”
   “Altogether 35, though not all of them are here at the moment. We travel in smaller groups that spread out a bit in hopes of finding someplace to live, and also to help avoid the notice of goblins while we are on the road.”
   “We don’t have the food to handle that many dwarfs, but you are more than welcome to stay here. I need to get back to work, but if you want to organize plans for increasing our food supplies we will gladly use them.”
   “All right, I will. First thing though, is we will need a larger area to farm, and a safe place to grow crops that will not grow underground. If you could have any miners here come talk to me, I’ll explain to them what I have in mind. I’m going to go let the rest of my companions know we are welcome, and will have them start helping with gathering plants, and fishing in the meantime.”
   
   That evening, Poto returned with the rest of her companions. After having a nice long discussion with them, they settled in for the night. Poto still had not heard from the miners when she laid down on one of the beds quickly set up in a corner of a long hallway.
   In the morning Poto watched as all of her traveling companions raced back up to the surface to begin getting whatever food they could. While she was watching a miner came up to her to discuss for how to start preparing large scale farming operations. They were interrupted by a passing dwarf complaining about pointy eared elves wanting to trade with someone. Poto went up to see just what the elves brought, and seeing a few barrels of food, she quickly went back underground and held a small meeting, advising dwarfs to rush the depot, and take anything that looks edible or useful.
   The elves never expected the mass of dwarfs to come storming up to them, let alone just start taking things. They were so shocked by this they promptly turned around and left as soon as the dwarfs let them reclaim their belongings.   

Oh, and as a note on the odd pump crash found, that was actualy to turn the area inbetween the 2 wooden walls into a combination moat/well. Will be interesting to see what my fort will look like when it gets back to me.

-Also, playing crash's fort was a fun experiance for me as well, had to keep using the building list feature to find where the various workshops were, as compared to how I usualy cluster my workshops in one area for ease of access and knowing where they are, crash's were spread all over the place. Which is part of why I don't use a lot of notes, except for when I have lots of switches.

[crash2455]

And Crash, a word of warning bout my fort since you are getting it, keep an eye on the woodcutter... he is in a near tantrum state, and the slightest thing could set him off again.

I noticed no real problems with the woodcutter, but the wounded mechanic sleeping in the trade depot was damn near throwing a tantrum (and probably would if he didn't have 3 mangled limbs)