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http://dffd.wimbli.com/file.php?id=1892So yeah. Basically I made a large textile industry, made larger farms and proper food production, made extremely huge crypts, some bedrooms, a new dining room, new main entrance. Constructed a new trade depot, got some migrants in winter and in spring brinigng our total population up to 44. OH yeah and got our first 3 artifacts.
Also it seems that it's impossible to do any aboveground farming around here for some strange reason.
Suggestions for new projects for next player:
Large tower cap farm when ug river is discovered (we need wood and no trees or any plants for that matter seem to grow around here)
Gym
Ice farm
Lots of more bedrooms
A statue garden
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My belated and lazy attempt at a story. (No pictures for you! Use your imagination!)
Granite 1
Hah! I have finally overthrown that fool, Crash, and on the cusp of the new year proclaim myself supreme overlord of this miserable outpost of the great dwarven empire! All hail Demonic Spoon!
(No more dates for you either!)
Gah, but it's cold around here with only a thin layer of rock protecting us from the elements and raving hordes of orcs and assorted species of goblins. I decided to expand into the heart of the mountain, not only will it hopefully be warmer but safer from a strategic viewpoint as well! I decided on a winding passageway twice crossing the chasm into the endless abyss which our world is perpetually falling through. May our enemies stumble into it and experience a slow and drawn out death from starvation and hypothermia. Also radiation from direct exposure to the sun without the protection of the atmosphere and suffocation from lack of aforementioned atmosphere. Mmm, I suppose it won't be a slow death at all.
Some pansy, hippie, cannibal, tree-hugging, despicable elves arrived. I stole all their stuff and sent them on their way.
In any case, I ordered the miner to dig down deep into the mountain and dig outwards from there to the horrible outside world with it's sun and weather and bone chilling cold. All went well until he reached the chasm and the self proclaimed architect supreme, Crash, said he couldn't finish the bridge with those horrible creatues out there staring at him. He said the mere sight of them prevented him from working. So I gouged out his eyes. Slowly. With a dull spoon. A dull DEMONIC spoon. It's how I got my name back in the sewers of the mountainhome. He somehow managed to complete the bridge.
After the bridges were completed I decided to go check up on crash to see if he was ready to make a trade depot. Much to my surprise he had two functioning eyes in his head again! I asked him how this came to be. He said, "I grew them back last night! Neat huh?". I...
Anyway, so construction on the new stronghold of dwarfanity is well underway with a trade depot and... other stuff.
I decided a that a new dining hall was in order as the old one was far too high up. Also new farms instead of the little vegetable patches we have now.
I decided to take the initiative and make a massive mausoleum in preparation for the inevitably high death count we will no doubt have.
Some of the dwarves complained about a lack of warm clothing, I'll show them a lack fo warm clothing, oh yes. Muhahahaha!!
Some orcs arrived. Apparently the idiots didn't realize that it's COLD AS MY MOTHER'S HEART out there and promptly died of extreme cold, just like my mother did when I left her naked in the middle of a blizzard.. Idiots.
The dwarves from the mountainhomes arrived. They said nobody missed us but the law required they come check up on us every year, jerks. I gave them lots of mugs to drink their urine out of and took some of the finest cheeses this side of Mount Cheese in return.
Bah, idiotic fellow dwarves. None of them can understand my genius. I cannot stand them or their horrible habits and constant snoring. I have deicded to retreat to the crypts. The dead understand me. They don't judge me. And they don't snore either.
THE FOOLS!! THEY DARE OVERTHROW ME!?! ME?! GREAT MASTER OF SPACE AND TIME!!??!! I WILL MAKE THEM PAY!!!! PAY I TELL YOU!!! PAY WITH THEIR BLOOD!!! But time enough for that later, I will bide my time for now and strike when the time is ripe, ripe like a good dwarven cheese.
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