Once upon a time, me and a few of my bro's decided that DF was awesome enough for us to team up for a succession fort. So we went to a chalk-layered area, much magnetite was found along the magma pipe, which later on was integrated into the fortress itself. Much fun was had by all.
Then, at some point, along came the only Hunter our fort ever saw. Out of a whim, I named him Adrian.
The area wasn't dangerous, so the only risk came from the random goblin ambushes and so on. Excluding sieges, it seemed Adrian had a knack for attracting goblins to attack him. Which he then repelled in quick succession. Apparently all his hunting had made him a pretty good shot by the time the goblins began to appear in larger numbers.
Anyway. The fort lived on, grew bigger, then eventually the Queen arrived due to adamantine, and then, it went stagnant. The fortress guard was awesome, military all were skilled and able to wipe out entire sieges by themselves.
So we piled everyone in the rainbow tower(a building project by a guy, who just used whatever stone was the closest at the moment of designation) and collapsed it.
There was a single survivor.
Adrian.
He never did anything amazing, didn't destroy an entire siege of 40+ goblins because the champs were somewhere goofing off, didn't insta-gib a megabeast that decided to attack. No, Adrian just did his job, and was awesome at it.
And he had the best name ever. He's about the only dwarf I remember from the forts I've had.