or I could simply lock your dwarf in the 'beer cellar' and press the ingition key. I need a way to make the 'spaceflight' exciting when it happens.
also:
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15th Hematite: Memoirs of Issac
Our cats have been very busy. I’ve been finding dead warblers and fairies all over the place. Dangerous things, they are. Just looking outside, I can see swarms of warblers. They also seem to get into my blueprints.
4th Malachite:
The Kobold Thief moved about the mountains, when he spied a developing village north of his location. He crept up to the village, his eyes on a nice bauxite toy that the craftsdwarf, a BTI investor by the looks of things, had made. The thief crept to the toy, but was ambushed by several loud dogs. A dog bit his next, and the thief blacked out.
YupDies’s diary:
I was carving a barrel for storage, when a Thief appeared near the stockpile! I grabbed my axe, and ran to the thief, but the dogs beat me to it. Issac is already holding a meeting tonight, I don’t want to miss it.
11th Malachite: Memoirs of Issac
Dang it! Another thief! I tried to talk about getting some wardogs trained, but no one knew how to do it! Finally, the BTI investor agreed to give things an attempt. I think with a few wardogs, we will be much safer from Thieves.
7th Galena: The Mountainhomes
“What do you mean we can’t send immigrants!?!” Demanded the king to the duke.
“Your Majesty, I might have had men prepared if I was told this earlier, but the earliest I can send Dwarves to this… project of yours is… late Autumn.”
The King glared glumly. “Very well. I’m told that this new fort has acquired wealth, so I hope that’s inspiration!”
The duke left the room with a bow.
1st Limestone: BTI investor’s log
We don’t have a trade Depot yet! What kind of palce is this? Issac says there are stones in the way, but they don’t look that big! I told him to build a makeshift one, so I’m seeing how that will go.
15th Limestone:
We finished the Depot just as the Caravan arrived! Thank Armok, now we can trade my crafts for anvils and wealth! We also stuck gold. We are rich!!!!! *feints*
Isaac’s Memoirs:
The Caravan arrived, along with a gold vein and a thief. While checking quantities for the blueprint, the liason of the mountainhomes requested that we talk. I requested some good, as I figure it will be a couple of years before the ship itself can be built. Lord EGO asked for some parts for a Vox unit, or whatever that is. His armour appears to be of a superior quality, so I would assume these Vox things are from where he is from. I inquired as to what these Vox units are, but he kept on throwing terms that I didn’t understand, so I asked him to draw a diagram a blueprint, but he simply shrugged, saying that he was a marine, not an engineer. I pretended to understand.
6th Sandstone:
I talked with the Caravan. Although the king sent them, they were looking for a profit. So, I gave them the BTI investor’s toys, as well as the Kobald clothing, for an anvil, mating pairs for the donkey and horse, and a new pick. I think it’s time to go searching for magma.
I’ve also designated rock to be turned into rooms – for nobles and lower class. I think the renounded individuals should also gain these rooms of prestige. I really have a bad feeling about the taller one. I’ll have to have a talk with him, over a keg of Dwarven Ale.
20th Sandstone: Jagex’s diary
Lord Castellan has been acting… odd lately, muttering something a bout a Vox something. I’ve been ignoring him, namely because of all of the fire snakes around here. Lord C just steps in them, like the fire doesn’t affect him at all. Weird. Well, Isaac says that we are going to forge him a sword when the forges are up and running, so Castella can devote his time to more useful pursuits.
23rd Sandstone:
I’ve reached a hot rock, just after a cluster of Citrines. I dare not go further. Also, I can hear some new voices from outside…
25th Sandstone: Memoirs of Isaac
Well, we got some immigrants today, from the king no doubt. We got a carpenter, A ranger named Homophone, a metalsmith (assigned miner), and Armorer (assigned mason), Frodo the butcher/bone carver, a leatherworker (assigned farmer), and a peasant, Hal 1500 (another farmer). Crispin and Sareika got their promised career changes, though I had to tell the eager Lord Castellion that he would have to wait a while longer before he could wield a sword, as we had no-one he could spar against.
17th Timber:
Homophone, our hunter, has been busy giving us some much-needed meat. The Venison here beats the tower cap buscuits back at Von Urist, by far. Frodo is really helping out in the meat industry by carving that meat to Deer-steaks. Hal 1500 has also been busy, but for some reason always has the time to beat me at Dwarf-chess. Hmm…
3rd Moonstone: a secret meeting under the city of Von Urist
The Baron frowned towards the Kobald, who stood shorter than him. “What do you mean you can’t handle dogs!!!” Shouted the Baron. The Kobald, obviously fearing its life, replied “We are trying, but they all catch us! One man managed to escape, but with a Dwarf with a huge steel axe not far behind!” The Baron nodded, then looked out the window. “ Try harder. You will not get paid until you bring me back some of their equiptment.” And the Kobald left. The Baron then pushed a lever, and went in an elevator back to his office, where he sat in his chair, wondering when he would get the stockpile report.
27th Obsidian: In the fort courtyard
Frodo had just been given another deer to carve up as Homophone returned from hunting. He had been told that the fortress had existed for a year, and the fort still needed to locate the magma tube and the pit. He tried to start a conversation with Homophone, but when Homophone began speaking about his cross-bough, Frodo cut short the conversation, and began carving up the deer with his knife. Looking nearby, he saw Issac talking to the behemoth of a Dwarf, Lord Castellion, as he demanded himself to be called.
The conversation between Isaac and the Space Marine:
Isaac saw the Lord Castellion sitting on a rock, muttering to himself, and banging a rock against the ground. Issac was a bit of a consular, so he sat next to the behemoth of a Dwarf.
“You seemed troubled.”
“It’s none of your business.”
“Listen, if anyone can understand your woes, or what not, it’s likely me.”
Castellion looked around. “It’s too public out here anyway. I think you should try having a private office first. Then we will talk. I’m not to keen on talking publicly.”
Isaac nodded, but still had the feeling there was something different, sinister even, about Castellion. I couldn’t place it.
At the Mountain homes:
The King sat on his throne. He was thinking, peacefully, when the Baron entered the room, with two armed guards. The king barely opened his mouth when the guards fired their crossbows at the king. The Queen had been looking in when they did this, and waited until the Laughing Baron Von Urist left before she summoned the Royal guard to lock up the Baron. The Queen took her new place on the throne, and debated her next move.
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Map of the Fort thus far (minus exploratory shaft, planned bedrooms, and shafts/air.
Plateau
main level
farms
dining hall
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To be immigrated:
-Flash
-Carl Sagan
-Frederick
-LegoLord
They'll be here in spring.