(Here ya go, lots of death in this one, so Baltiel, you might wanna just sit this out)
24th of Limestone, Autumn 305
Well, thats just dandy... Those dwarves from the mountain home left without trading anything with us! I mean sure, their liason died... And sure, one of their wagons got destroyed... But, cmon! It's not OUR fault that we decided to hide inside our fortree during a fricking joint attack by a couple dozen goblins and a DRAGON came wandering through...
I'll write more later, I'm too tired to do anything else today.
-Mayor Dude
9th of Sandstone, Autumn 305
Well, the fortress is picking up, and both the water dispersal center, and the pump tower are well into being rebuilt. However, all is not fine, as post war depression is stronger, and farther spread, than I expected. It seems that civillians are angry about being told what to do, but I know it was the right choice compared to the casualties that would have come from other methods.
Now that all the projects are almost finished, I need to find a bitchin way to leave my mark on all of dwarf kind...
-Mayor Dude
24th of Sandstone, Autumn 305
Well, now THAT was awkward... So Mr. Happy-Go-Lucky Skedrin came up to me with a peculiar request in mind. He marched right on up and asked if he could have all the unassigned war dogs, AND the war tiger... I tried to explain that we needed those incase some of the actual war dogs died, but he insisted since other then that one attack that we didn't need the military for, we never used it. It made sense to me when I mentally rephrased it like that, but I'm not sure if that REALLY what he meant due to his wack lingo. At the end he kind of just... Zoned out, and stared at me for a really long time. It was really wierd, so I told him he could have the lot. Then he started dancing around.
-Mayor Dude
(OOC, What? I like giving my favourites an advantage! [If he doesn't go insane from them all dieing first])
1st of Tiimber, Autumn 305
Y'know what? I just realized something, and its cRAaAaAzY! I was just hanging out in the smaller dining hall (No one is allowed inside the bigger one until all the pictures are engraved) and I noticed something. Not only are there a severe lack of female dwarves here, theres only a few married couples, and almost no dwarves courting others. It's kinda wierd.
-Mayor Dude
6th of Moonstone, Winter 305
Well, apparently training in using swords is a LITTLE dangerous. I had recently started a freaking awesome program that has all the militants training in all sorts of different weapon uses, and they're all learning to use swords now. Already after a week of using swords we have an injury. Luckily they're using blunt swords, so it was only a break, but Octavin won't be on his feet for a year at least.
Well, that sucks!
-Mayor Dude
10th of Moonstone, Winter 305
Great news, dwarfs and dwarfettes! The water pump tower is once again fully operational, and now even more efficient than ever!
Using my amazing good looks, and cunning brain, I devised that if all the pumps ran at the same speed, (which they do) then having one pump, pump directly into the source of the next pump, it would be more efficient than if it pumped it into a square away! I'm amazed no one else thought of this!
Unfortunately, the aqueduct isn't done yet, so no Well for a while.
-Mayor Dude
17th of Moonstone, Winter 305
Oddity. It would seem that the brisk tint to the air has completely disappeared, in fact I can't even feel the temperature of the air anymore, and everything else feels exactly the same temperature-wise. Looking outside, the previously cloudy sky is now also completely clear.
-Mayor Dude
(Temperature and Weather removed to hopefully Up the FPS which is annoying me by running at 35...)
2nd of Opal, Winter 305
It was bloodshed, great drops of blood raining down from the hills. We lost six noble dwarves, and seven war dogs. It came as two seperate ambushes, once again one from the west and another from the north. The north was spotted first a bit above the pump tower. That group chased around a dwarf which escaped with his life. The northern spot was removed mostly from cage traps, and others were taken care of by marksdwarves wielding swords, as they didn't have time to change their weapons. Two were lost, but the northern group was removed. Shortly after the western group appeared. Many 3 peasents fell to rain of arrows they created, and they held out there until a trained militant arrived. It was not long before he fell since he had no backup, but he had taken down their commander before he fell. The archers then stood their around their commanders corpse, knowing not what to do. Then he arrived, the true hero of this battle, Skedrin.
He had trained in the barracks for many month now, and was quite proficient in all manners of combat, but as arrows were fired in volleys at him, an injured bystander, (who now reports this to me), watched as surely Skedrin would fall. It happened in slow motion, he watched the arrow destined for Skedrin's death fly directly at his heart. It sank in with a burst of blood, as Skedrin continued running at the 5 archers.
Out of arrows, the goblins ran from this man possessed, and seeing that Brokensquare was safe from these menaces, he fell, dead on the spot.
This was not the end, no. Skedrin's pack of animals were loyal, and seeing their fallen master chased the goblins til the end of the land, not content until they had left.
Aftermath:
In the 2nd picture, you can see all of Skedrins war dogs, Octavion, and Barkid. They all did nothing as he died.
-Mayor Ast Erushmonang
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