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[Demonic Spoon]

How would the caravan reach us? There's a lot of magma in the way.

[The Architect]

If you've magma'd the entire map edge there could be problems. I assume the dwarves still know how to construct and how to pump?

[Demonic Spoon]

Yes but they're mostly tantrumming, however:

Chapter 2: The search for a pick. oh wait already used that one, ummm, ah!

Chapter 2: Escape!

As I was chewing on some delicious food and watching the peons around me starve I hit upon a marvelous idea! The remaining dwarves could break open one of the fortifications surrounding the temple of armok (accessed via the stairway in my bedroom) and build a bridge to freedom and escape from this insanity! Quickly I set about ordering it and soon my vision was complete. I dubbed it the Bridge of Last Hope.



However I then hit upon a snag in my problem! Although the dwarves had barely managed to build the bridge they were now to busy tantrumming and going insane to carry me away from this horrid place! And my beetle minions sadly lack the necessary appendages! I am left to shake my fists in impotent rage.

[Heron TSG]

at least migrants can cross it now.

[Demonic Spoon]

Chaper 3: To forge a pick

In the fits of my rage I suddenly had a idea. A ingenious plan to save us all. We would FORGE a pick!
Using the magma of the lake itself to save of from it's doom we would build a forge atop it with our remaining anvil and make a pick! Quickly the forge was constructed.



Hoping against hope that we might yet survive I was just about to give the order to make a pick when...
Some fool idiot possesed by the foul influences of the place has taken control of the forge and has barricaded himsel in! He demands wood, rough gems, raw glass, all of which we do not have and hold our only anvil hostage. Desparately I considered our options. We had no bags to gather sand, no cloth or thread to make them, no source of thread. Wood could be salvaged from the magmafier system but all the rough gems were blocked from us by the molten blood of the earth! Once agian foiled I had no choice but to wait for events to unfold themselves.

[The Architect]

Would it be mean to say that it's your fault for not realizing earlier that there is an anvil?

It's still hilariously unlucky.

[Heron TSG]

dismantle the workshop and build one that the possessed guy can' reach?

tl;dr - BURN THE HERETIC!

[The Architect]

If the possessee has a room, he/she will go there if the workshop is marked for deconstruction. You can just lock him/her inside.

[Demonic Spoon]

One problem, I can't mark the forge for deconstruction.

[The Architect]

If you have the pump parts somewhere, even if you have to deconstruct something else, you can magma-fy it to destroy it. Or trigger a cave-in. Do we have to tell you everything? 

[Demonic Spoon]

Yes.

[sir labreck]

Quit impressive actually, and really interesting Happy that my save serve a purpose :p

Wait for the fool to die, and did you put a lever to close the damned bridge?

[Archbaron]

Hey, if SG needs some fresh blood, I have all tomorrow to kill and would be more than willing to try and hack at this fortress.

[sir labreck]

See it with Demonic, he is actually trying to save the fortress :p

[Archbaron]

Okay, I'll wait and see what new developments occur.