The Human caravan arrives about midway through the month, and they carry with them ample supplies of wood, food, and drink. All that useless, unwearable cloth that came from the last goblin ambush is traded off for these amenities. I also secured a little extra leather to outfit our military, as well as some cloth for future endeavors. After a brief discussion in my office with the liaison they brought with them, I requested they bring much the same next year.
Malachite: A flipping –ton- of Kobold thieves attempt to steal from the temporary stockpiles I’ve set within the walls until space can be dug out for them. All are cut down by the caravan bowmen before they can even hit the weapon traps. I mean honestly:
STOP CHARGIN’ THE FORT, ASSHOLES!
The rest of summer passes with absolutely nothing else happening.
Limestone: With little else to really do now that all the most urgent goals have been met, I let operation ‘Pave The World’ go forward a little. Scorchinghatchets is certainly gonna look pretty when everything’s done.
Wait...
The champions are already riding out. That bastard dies –now-.
VENGEANCE.
In other news, the Dwarven liaison and caravan have arrived at last. We’ll get to trading as soon as Ohgame gets his lazy dwarven ass out of bed.
Oh great, a second goblin ambush appears on the cliff overlooking the walls. Thankfully, they brought no bowmen. Two teamsters are killed before our now-armed-and-armored champions make short, easy work of them.
A second group of goblins is discovered, who promptly kill one of our engravers before paying Armok an eternal visit. More Iron and crap to sell to the next caravan.
DID I MENTION WE SENT ONE OF THE BASTARDS FLYING OFF THE CLIFF?!
TO ARMOK ON WINGS, BITCH!
The traders weren’t scared off, though, and Ohgame managed to barter a ton of supplies off of them. So far the fortress is coming along very well, and besides the four unfortunate deaths we’ve had so far, it’s been easy living for me. I suppose the fine craft of engraving mellows me out a little. Kind of hard to worry about goblins and harpies when you’ve got the comforting image of Dimple Cups and artifact crowns to look at all day.
Limestone: Really not much happened this month save the construction of a new Mausoleum where the graveyard once was.
Timber: I’ve found the depot still has a metric ton of crap still sitting on it. I immediately draft more haulers to get it moved before it rots in the light of that damn yellow orb in the sky.
The Dining room has also been significantly enlarged, and is now fully smoothed and engraved, with doors separating it from the hallway.
I’ve just been informed that one Mebzuth Okirnomal has been taken by a mood, and has just sealed himself in a craftsdwarfs workshop. The sonuvabitch better grab some skills from this, or so help me… Sure enough, it doesn’t take him long to start working on it, so at least he won’t go insane like I’ve heard most dwarves do.
Damn that was quick! Mebzuth has crafted a felsite Earing: Etestate, The Blowing Touch. Umm, no comment on that one…
And he gained a skill alright; he’s now a legendary engraver. Gods, kill me now.
Seems that fortress production has ground to a resounding halt. A small check on the lists reveals most of the works checked in as “Attending a party”. Over half the Armok-damned fortress is in attendance. Of course I can’t complain…I’m here too.
Moonstone and Opal: Winter arrives with little fanfare, and the first two months pass with nothing more than a few grimelings running headfirst into the weapon traps.
Obsidian: Another dwarf taken by a mood, Lokum Andilsakrith. He, too, claims a craftsdwarfs workshop and begins to work after scampering all over the fortress gathering Gods know what. After awhile, he emerges with –yet another- felsite crown. At last, however, we’ve got a legendary Stonecrafter, so trading will be much easier now that we’ll be able to produce top-quality junk.
Spring has arrived, and with it the end of my term as ruler. I have built myself a modest tomb with the other two, and relinquish my powers to the next dwarf in line so that I may pursue my dream as a master engraver. Good luck to whosoever takes over for me. -Journal of Evondral.
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Below are pictures of the fortress as it currently stands.
Entrance with Walls and MausoleumThe Farms and WorkshopsThe Dining Room and mass furniture storageThe Main Housing ComplexThe Former Ruler Tombs---
Oh, and you know how I said in my last post that TGKP was unharmed? Not true, he sustained injuries and is currently unconcious. Rest assured that he'll recover. We're also dangerously short on wood, so make sure to tell those caravans to bring you some each year so we don't run out. This was very fun, so please put me down for another turn!
Save will be up in a bit. Here you areIf I can make a request of my own: Could the next-in-line make an open-air statue garden? It'd help with preventing cave adaption, and we've got plenty of flat land to make one, and plenty of stone to wall the hole off from potential bowmen.
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