So I've begun a new fortress after an unfortunate magma accident (which wasn't helped by the, er, "accidental collapse" of my tower/doomsday device, sorry, didn't get the chance to take pictures), and, as usual, I start my nigh exact carving as my OCD compels me to.
I started working on my drain for my water supply (routing the entire river into a bottomless pit, the true dwarven way. Nature is what I decide it is!), when I spotted a gremlin.
I. WANT. THAT. GREMLIN.
I don't know why, but I'm always compelled to capture rare(ish) creatures, I also like collecting gnomes for my gnome pits. sometimes I throw a cougar into the gnome pit and giggle gleefully. if I could butcher gnomes, we'd all be eating gnome meat and wearing gnome leather.
gnomes don't like me much.
So my plan was to cage trap the exit to my water drain, and then open it up, that went normally, but when I started sending my soldier out to lure it in, I suddenly got a pause message.
"Ambush! Drive them out!"
it was triggered by something getting caged. my first thought was "GOT THE GREMLIN", but when the gremlin was still out, I thought "wait, an ambush? uh, how did goblins get down there"
Then I looked at the cage.
HOLY FREAKING CRAP
if it weren't for my obsessive creature gathering, I would have had my first taste of the worst KIND of horrible fortress destruction. Armok must have been pleased with my last fortress's spectacular destruction in order to grant me not-rape.
I'm thinking of putting it in my Noble's closet, with a cage trap outside of course. Just in case someone decides he'd REALLY like a crystal glass table in his room. What do you guys think?