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[Biag]

The Journal of Biag Futuresalves: 1st of Granite, 77, Early Spring

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“We have arrived. After a journey from our homes into the forbidding wilderness beyond, our harsh trek has finally ended. Our party of seven is about to make an outpost for the glory of all the Nation of Shielding, Mong Cemir. There are almost no supplies left, but with stout labor comes sustenance. Whether by bolt, plow, or hook, we will provide for ourselves. We are expecting a supply caravan just before winter entombs us, but it is spring now. Enough time to delve secure lodgings, ere the sasquatches get hungry. A new chapter of human history begins here at this place, Dirluura, 'Drunkendeaths.' Strike the earth!”

That is an exact transcription of what Rosey said when we arrived. Nobody is sure where she came up with it or why, but then again she's an odd one. It seems like ages ago we left the capital, but now we've finally arrived in the middle of fucking nowhere. I hate the nobility with a burning passion. Hope those idiots don't come here.

We have a carpenter but no trees, and an armorer but no anvil. Derrick 'lost' all the wood we brought during the journey. I'm keeping an eye on that one- I heard him telling someone he likes “the color pink, beds, and chains.” Creepy. In any case, I'd better get to work with the others. I can work a mason's shop as well as anybody.

The Journal of Biag Futuresalves: Early Summer, 77

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Well, look at that. Barely a season in and I already can't tell what day it is. We're pretty sure it's summer, though, as the snowstorms are getting lighter.

Progress has been moving steadily ahead! The food is all in one place and we slaughtered the faithful herd animals that dragged our wagon here. They made good tallow roasts. We're running out of drink, though, and there's  no water here.

The entrance to Drunkendeaths is a relatively shallow shaft, capped with what is soon to be a gigantic trapdoor. When the trapdoor is closed, none of our friendly neighborhood beasties will be able to get inside.

Screenshots of descriptions and skills forthcoming when Photobucket is being less annoying.

[Dragooble]

Ironic how the place is called drunkendeaths and we're running out of things to drink.

[TauQuebb]

just don't look in Derriks *iron studded black cow leather bag* you may be scarred for life..

[rosedrake]

heh, we're humans?

and, did rosey get selected by the game to be the expedition leader? stout labor, heh, dorves...

[Doomshifter]

I totally hope that Crafter Doomy gets the first strange mood =w=

[PTTG??]

Don't use photobucket! Use the Dwarf Fortress File Archive!
It's Uristastic!

Looks good so far. Probably going to need tons of trinkets to get enough food...

[Doomshifter]

Don't use photobucket! Use the Dwarf Fortress File Archive!
It's Uristastic!

Looks good so far. Probably going to need tons of trinkets to get enough food...

MORE'N HAPPY TO HELP, SAH!
*salutes and runs off to make trinkets* Weeheehee~<3

[Servu]

Wow, I just read about the murlocks from modding discussion. This is going to be awesome! I'd also like a dwarf humie when one comes available. If male name him Servu, if female name her Lumi.

[LegoLord]

Use the Dwarf Fortress Map Archive!

There's the Dwarf Fortress File Depot, where files are uploaded, and the Dwarf Fortress Map Archive, where compressed images of maps are stored and viewed.

[PTTG??]

Yeah, you've got it right. Don't know what I was thinking...

[Biag]

I've been playing, but not quite long enough to justify an update yet. Got the pictures working though.

ALEBOATS:

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Seems like a nice fellow, if a bit wonky. Apparently he's a damn good mechanic, which has only been a help so far in building the trapdoor, but he's also a fine mason, so that works.

DERRICK:

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He took fifty dogs along on this trip and lost all the wood, and he will not shut up about plump helmets. I keep telling him we aren't getting any plump helmets until the dwarves show up in autumn, but he just glares at me. I'm keeping an eye on him.

DOOMSHIFTER:

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He might be a good crafter and carpenter, but he still insists on us calling him "Doomshifter." He's a good friend of mine, though, and so far has been solely responsible for our economic output. I think I can hear him in the craftsman's shop right now, chiseling out a flute or something.

DRAGOOBLE:

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A damn fine axeman, according to the corpses she keeps bringing back from her hunting trips.

ROSEY:

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She might be a little off her rocker, but she's a good miner, what can I say? Plus, she designed and built the trapdoor's non-mechanical components. I think I caught her smooching that other miner, Aru, in the dining hall, but there were too many dogs in the way to be sure.

And my bio, if anyone cares.

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So, there's still one unclaimed miner/shield user if anyone wants him and doesn't mind Rosey. Speaking of whom, she wasn't the expedition leader or a hammerwoman, as you may have noticed. I already had one fighter-type and needed another miner, but at least I made sure she was an antisocial girl!

Story update forthcoming as I play more.

[Doomshifter]

I guess I've got a soft spot for bone carving. I've been playing too much Kobold Camp~ ^^;

[rosedrake]

no hammer is fine too, heh, many dogs XD

.... a pair of them reproduce fast enough... 50?

[RavingManiac]

A word of advice about my raptors. They have the AMBUSHPREDATOR tag, meaning that a raptor siege  will initially go undetected until it comes into contact with your dwarves (your screen will still jump to the area where the first squad of raptors spawns). Unlike orcs and goblins, they will launch attacks regardless of the season and are a constant threat. If a lone dwarf gets ambushed by raptors, he has zero chance of escape - even a perfectly agile dwarf cannot run faster than a raptor.

If you want to prevent deaths, send out your military to guard woodcutting, construction and hauling operations. Chain animals outside the entrance so that a raptor siege or ambush will get detected before it gets inside the fortress. Most importantly, do not, DO NOT, rely on forbidden doors to keep them at bay.


EDIT: I request an immigrant by the name of Ravus. If possible, draft him into the military as a melee dwarf.

[Biag]

Looks like your wish has been fulfilled, RavingManiac. We just got us...

1 Bone Carver (claimed by LegoLord)
4 Meat Shields Peasants (1 claimed by RavingManiac)
1 Animal Caretaker
1 Brewer
1 Woodworker
1 Metalsmith (lack of anvil = rrrgh!)
1 Dyer, with a pet cat (hey, looks like we found someone to sacrifice to the fire imps!)

The Journal of Biag Futuresalves: 10th of Sandstone, 77, Mid-Autumn

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Today I was approached by the miners, who explained that they had nothing to do and that everyone's bedrooms were tiny. I commissioned the digging of a vast and easily-expanded apartment complex on the next level down, and managed to dodge their questions about why we had no beds.

Also today, we managed to more than double the population with the arrival of some immigrants. I guess they're either insane or have been sent here as some kind of bizarre punishment. Among them were only three of note; "Ravus" Simplelips, who has asked to be the commander of the military; "Legon" Matchlength, who asked to help Derrick with the butchering and associated jobs; and Durpul Graspedwood, whose name I find amusing.

No dwarves yet, unfortunately, but I recently realized that OH YES THERE IS SUPPOSEDLY AN UNDERGROUND POOL SOMEWHERE IN THE MOUNTAIN. So we do have the potential to get a farm going. Suddenly I think this is going to work out even better than we had hoped, but the hardest part is still yet to come. And by "hardest part," I mean orcs and raptors and murlocs, oh my.