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[Iituem]

May have to pull out, depending on time available.  If I manage to get enough time, i'll post in a map and description.  Blergh.

[crash2455]

This is just going to be the highlights, as I'm writing what I can piece together from the announcement log.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Spring, Year 51
Upon Fikod's discovery, the dwarves broke camp, realizing that without any provisions or weapons, this place was to be their new home.  Vabok found a suitable place to start digging and ordered the dwarves to create an entranceway, complete with barracks on the side.  They would later realize that there is a large patch of fertile farmland not but a few hundred yards away, but from their present site, the land will be relatively inaccessable.  Following that point, the dwarves dug an enormous tunnel to better reach this soil, and built a giant wall to keep out invaders.  The axe was lost with the second wagon, so lumber was going to be tricky for the time being.  With the necessities underway, Vabok begins plans for a massive dining room.  Their quest may have led them to a barren wasteland, but God dammit he was going to change it into a land of prosperity.


Summer, Year 51

Rain soaks the landscape.  A kobold thief stalks near.  Looking through the abandoned trade depot, he finds a shiny copper crossbow.  It isn't a second after he crams the weapon in his knapsack that he hears the unexpected cries of dwarves.  "Thief!  Protect the hoard from the skulking filth!" With the sudden realization that this station has not been abandoned, he makes his egress over the rocky hills, past the skeletal goats, and to freedom.  The dwarves were deeply saddened by the loss of equipment, and cancelled any building plans for the rest of the day.


Autumn, Year 51

A caravan arrives from the mountainhomes, bringing with it a veritable treasure trove of booze and weapons.  Unfortunately, the path was too rocky and the wagons were forced to bypass the nightmarish place, much to the relief of their drivers.  The dwarves welcome the few traders able to cross the harsh landscape, and bring forth their crafting efforts.  They are more than willing to strike a deal, as the fine dwarven booze is a welcome sight after a few weeks of water.  Hell, after the puppy supply ran low, even plump helmet was a welcome addition.  The Depot, however, was still in the early phases of construction, due to a massive pile of stone that filled the area, so the dwarves quickly erected a messy looking trading post in a few minutes.  Once the booze was secure, the dwarves wished their brethren a fond farewell in hopes that next year, the booze would be more plentiful.

Winter, Year 51
A fresh stockpile of booze in hand and a full field of crops emerging, the dwarves felt rejuvinated, and resumed the elaborate construction of their grand dining hall.  Even with the wicked skeletal goats staring in from the barren wastes, the dwarves had a place they could now safely call home.

[Shintaro Fago]

Spoiler: First Year (click to show/hide)

from the log of 'Vab' Soshnil, the clerk.

Today is the 1st Granite of 52. Our first year in this place, and 'Z' our legendary miner (two legendary miners, we have hollowed out the whole mountain) asked me to write our history down. This surely won't be easy but I'll have to try. We created 37360 coins of wealth with 16 dwarves, 4 recruits and 19 animals.


0; It's a rough sketch of our entry gate. Note no actual gate and wooden logs laying everywhere. 'Zum', our carpenter says it's fine tho, but he will do something about it later. Yea, sure. Around the corner you can see our trade depot, barracks and stairway. Did I say about skeletal troll we keep to amuse the traders? He will live in the silver cage. In one of the noble's room. Hilarity ensues, our butcher says.


-1; Our pride - legendary dining room. 'Sak' the engraver is working hard, you see. Vis-a-vis, workshops area. Enough said.


-2; Food stockpile and underground farm. Nothing much, you say. I say, look at this badass tunnel leading to the haunted chasm. Lair of our troll, many cave swallowmen and few even worse things. We discovered this chasm, when one of ours miner tried to carve a stairway to dig out fire agate cluster.


-3; Well, this is where we live. Nothing fancy, still, everyone got a fine bed, coffer and cabinet. I have somewhat better room, because I'm the only one who can write and read.


-9; Our mine with magma, skeletal imps and lots of silver. We are still looking for an underground river or pool. We can't drink the same old booze everyday. Wait, can't we? We can and we will! 'Vab' Soshil out.

[Nirur Torir]

I can appreciate that you hand-drew your maps to show your whole fort, but I'd rather you hadn't shown any features on them. It makes it rather obvious where they are, and I would have rather had my miners stumbled upon them accidentally.