12th Limestone, 210, Early Autumn
Zon Rimtarothil Afentumam
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So. I'm here writing this thing again. Asob had the good sense to try and sneak my diary back under my *Alder bed*
while I was sleeping in it. We had a nice long...
talk about a dwarf's need for privacy (a concept I've found to completely fall upon deaf ears when it comes to ANYONE around here) in the wee hours of the morning. And, in the end, it looks like I caved and started updating the stupid journal again.
Alright, well... today's going well so far, work's getting done, nobody's dead yet, I shouldn't have to worry about any stupid frog demons since we have something of a hotter persuasion instead and
OH FOR THE LOVE OF--Augh, what are you doing! Quit canceling jobs! Now I've got to redesignate all of those stupid walls and Armok knows what else...
Ok, calm down Zon. Surely this happened for a perfectly good reason
YOU HAVE GOT TO BE *¤»§Ω-ING KIDDING ME!!Imush. Of course it would be that blind peasant's fault... looks like he passed out on the bridge trigger. The jeweller îton Grovestandard and the crippled wardog Rakust Manorsavants have both fallen into the pit below, but nobody's hurt - THANKFULLY nobody was standing in the wrong spot to get crushed. Hopefully this won't happWHAT. WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS.
As the retracting bridge returns, it pops Imush back into the air, and he lands on top of another pressure plate!! How long is this going to go on...
...Huh. I guess it's done? Somehow he avoided triggering the plate. Must have stayed conscious when he landed. Aaanyway.
Looks like Asob's been having trouble ritzing out Kib's tomb. It's up to Mausoleum status, but it's not a GRAND Mausoleum. It's the one on the far left, but it's easy to confuse with the king's tomb. Gee, Asob, what's the problem? I bet it wouldn't have anything to do with all those ROCK STATUES. We have platinum, y'know, why don't you make some platinum statues?
...Oh. All the forges are filled up with my orders for iron ballista arrowheads. Um... ok, maybe this one's my bad. But we have new forges on the way, so surely one of those can be put to use! I just hope it doesn't take a year for someone to get around to it. For now, it seems some of the walls and floors haven't been engraved because furniture was set in place before it could be done, so I order that furniture removed so we can get some engravings.
The caravan from Subetrovod arrives on the 14th. Still no sign of another duke and consort... but they could simply be running behind schedule. The food market is paying off big time - we bought a great deal of steel armor, hopefully enough to finish off many of these mismatched sets our military's been wearing around. Not that we don't have the steel to make it ourselves, but... well, if we've got wealth, why not flaunt it?
So, I'm scheming a scheme with our good pal Imush... you know, I seem to recall he used to be a marksdwarf before a well-aimed arrow took out both of his eyes. What use could a blind marksdwarf have? Hm, I may have thought of one...