Oh damn, sure. I'll go ahead and try to finish up...
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Summer
Well, it's the beginning of Autumn now, and I'm in a good mood again, so I suppose I'll write down a bit of what's been happening. The summer turned out to be quite a bit more boring than the spring, thank Nekol. I forgot to mention the 'big project' I ordered started in the spring. With food supplies to last several years I figured the dwarves needed something to occupy them, and seeing as they mostly have no useful skills I decided they could practice a little simple masonry. I took everyone who was milling about with nothin' to do, and I gathered'em up and told'em, 'You're not peasants anymore. Or milkers or cheesemakers or whatnot. You're the Civilian Logistics Corp. Your job's now to make sure everything goes where it's needed, and that everythin' gets built when it needs buildin'!'
I ordered the construction of a tower protruding from the side of the mountain, up into the sky, from the many tonnes of stone littering the halls. The dwarves displayed more sense than I expected at this point, asking me why in the depths would a dwarf want a tower into the sky? So I says to them, 'The stone, lads! The stone! Where does it go!?' They looked at each other in confusion, and before they could realize I was talking out o' my ass I continued: 'It's the age-old miner's dilemma! The more space you carve out, the more stone you have to store! So we won't carve rooms to put the rock in, we'll use the rock to build a hollow tower to store it in!'
Well that 'miner's dilemma' concept must have been more real than I thought - that is to say, I thought I was makin' it up - because I'll be carped if they didn't all look at each other, then back to me, and then let up a great cheer as if I'd had the grandest idea they'd ever heard! I swear, these dwarves are the stupide
Hmm, maybe I shouldn't go on about that in writin'. Come to think of it, it likely won't go well for me if anyone finds this journal as it is. Oh well; I'll worry about that later...
Ah, so I was talkin' about the summer! Well, the 'great stone tower' project is progressin' well, with several floors already finished. And we now have another 'priceless artifact' in the fort; one of the civlogs started gibbering on about 'Angenshethel', sayin' 'Angenshethel, it must exist!!' I about ordered him thrown in prison before he started stabbin' people in the face - I've heard stories, you see - but this turned out not to be that kind o' thing. He just hunkered down in a leatherworks and started workin' on somethin', and eventually came out of a daze like he didn't know wher he was, holdin' this buckler made of giant scorpion armor. Claims he doesn't even remember makin' the blasted thing!
Speakin' of these 'legendary crafts', the carp-lovin' Mayor did somethin' similar last spring, that I forgot to mention; made some kind of flute. At the time I was more worried about the rivers of blood flowin' in front of the fortress.
Anyway, I'm in a good mood again because some during the summer I figured out how to work the Metal. See, it turns out it aren't like most metals that you can just smelt from their ore. You have to extract 'strands' of the Adamantine from its native rock, and them smelt them into tiny wafers. What this means is that Adamantine is not only superior to any other metal, it runs out faster than any other metal! Thankfully the so-called 'dungeon master' knew something about it, or I might still be puzzling over it. I've got the stuff processing now.
Another thing I learned is I'm the only dwarf here with any weaponsmithing experience, so it looks like I'll be forging my own weapons from the Metal.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
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