Spring has sprung......and the grass has ris, where all last year's careless kobolds is.Chief Mandy's Log - Granite 1, 2017:
Another year in this blasted fort. I think if someone had told me what I'd be doing in three years, I'd have just jumped down the nearest mineshaft instead of organizing an escape.
Aside from Akigagak putting down another group of slugmen very little of note has happened. We did get the new storage room dug out and most of the food has now been hauled underground along with our wood stores and cloth pile. Lobsterbeard has made good progress with the stone mechanisms we will eventually need for making traps. I have also started sketching out the plans for a large pumping operation so that we can have an entirely underground passage through the aquifer un-tainted by the light of the sun.
(The new storage area.)
Loki threw a new-years party but I didn't attend. I just hid in my room with a barrel of sunshine. I don't know how the others can be so happy at times. One word from Athel and we are all back in the mines or worse. I have already nearly escaped the hammerer once, I don't think I would be so lucky the second time.
Speaking of unhappy dwarves, one of the new dwarves, Talsam, has been repeatedly bothering me about the fact that we don't have any metal for him to work with yet. I had some exploratory passages dug, but so far all we have found has been one small deposit of aventurienes. We don't even have a gem cutter! Though I shouldn't say that too loud. Armok only knows that Athel is telling an entire tribe of gem cutters about the fort.
Just thinking about Athel makes me want to bury my axe in some thing's skull. I also had some rope reed ropes made and had the bear moved into my office. I'd like to see Athel stay calm and smug with that breat-Mandy looked up at the sound of her office door being opened. “What?” she asked with an irritated tone as she quickly closed her logbook.
A head popped around the edge of the door and stared straight at her with intense eyes. “They are ready!” Jarvous said with obvious glee.
Mandy asked, “What are?” feeling rather glad that she had her large desk between her and the bone carver.
“I watched and waited and they are finally free. Free from the flesh.” continued Jarvous.
Wondering if it would be undignified to crawl under her desk Mandy stared at the crazed dwarf.
“The bones!” he said.
“Oh right you wanted the kobold bones.” Mandy said, finally realizing what Jarvous was going on about. “Well I think Athel said she wanted some toys , so why don't you carve some nice kobold bone toys?”
Jarvous nodded and his head disappeared. Mandy waited a few moments and then cautiously got up and closed the door. She tried not to think of what sorts of toys the bone carver was going to come up with. She patted her bear on the head and went back to her desk to finish the entry she had been working on before she was interrupted.
I'd like to see Athel stay calm and smug with that breathing down her neck. I'd also like to see Athel turn a profit from whatever Jarvous carves.Mandy closed the log again and sighing, picked up a stack of papers. She had also recently taken to trying to count all the various things they now had in the fort. It was tedious work but a more accurate count was going to be needed if she was going to keep track of running this place. She staved off boredom by periodically imagining giving Athel's bones over to Jarvous.
(The kobold bones finally rot free.)
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