A quick check reveals that there is indeed only one Banana, retired ruler. And that Banana went down in flames. Also, Spring is over, it's summer and time for an update =3
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By Edim's charity I am once again given the opportunity to shape this fortress of Boltsnarrow to my whim. The actions of rulers Xieg and n00bs4uce have caused Him great distress, in their flooding of His temple with the earth's blood. If the aforementioned rulers had not already met death by whatever cause, they would have been sentenced to the spike-pit. But, being that they have already departed, Edim instead commanded that I should create Him a bigger temple. The magma makes a nice back drop...
Around the tenth of granite, the elves arrived to trade. I'm an angry spirit on the warpath, so I decided to activate my merchant-madness trap. That should show 'em. By the 14th, a band of goblins sprang from ambush. Mostly wrestlers, with a speargoblin and a marksgoblin mixed in. As soon as I had ordered the champions into action, many peasants who were strangely milling outside drew crossbows and began firing upon the goblins! So many bolts filled the air! The goblins were quite easily crushed, but a mechanic was hit by a goblin bolt. She dropped her dear baby, but the mechanic (and babe) were both fine.
On the 17th of granite, another band of goblins pounced from their hiding place. The same thing as before happened; another peasant shoot out. I was heavily amused. Two goblins got away, obviously afraid of this show of gang warfare. A snatcher who had made the mistake of trying to walk past was the last to die, his throat torn out by a +goblin bone bolt+. I thought that was highly entertaining.
19th of granite was kind of boring. So, I threw a captured goblin into the trade depot with the elves. The elves panicked, and a champion marksdwarf who was standing a mile away took a single shot and killed it. I will never doubt why they call him legendary. A kid got snatched around the 23rd. I thought it was pretty funny. Serves him right for defying Edim. A fishery worker became possessed by the spirit of Edim and claimed a magma forge on the 25th.
By the sixth of slate, the possessed worker had started his construction. As if on cue, the queen herself arrived, along with the duke, duchess, philosopher (whom I have dubbed the Philosoraptor) and the hammerer. No one else even considered making the journey to this cursed death-trap. No worshipper of Edim would want to come to such a desecrated temple, most likely.
The fishery worker, possessed by Edim's holy spirit finished his work, a billon animal trap emblazoned with an image of a full moon. I put it into the main hall, to display that Edim watches them in all things. Edim is the charitable moon, watching all from his place up high.
Nothing happens for a while, until a leatherworker has a baby girl on the 9th of felsite. She isn't a worshipper of Edim's radiant lunar glow. A shame. The elves finally go mad, tearing one another apart after two long months. A marksdwarf is sent to dispatch the mad elves. He enjoyed slaughtering them. About ten days after the last birth, another peasant has a baby girl. Still not a worshipper of Edim. I am disappointed, and so is He.
Summer begins.
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The queen is WEIRD. She has so many random skills. Miller, dyer, milker, brewer, speardwarf... She also worships four different gods ( BUT NOT EDIM ;O; ) and an 'object of worship'. Not to mention, it seems she left behind her four children.
The temple is coming along nicely.
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Topic: A Line of Dwarves (Read 17418 times)