1st of Granite, 303 A.C.
I can scarcely believe it, its actually been a whole year since we first arrived here. While I didn’t notice it at the time I suppose that its actually quite unusual that we arrived here on exactly the same day as the New Year.
The celebration was as grand as we could make it with only 7 dwarves and a severely limited choice in booze, but despite our efforts the event was quite sombre.
Its been a year since Tarran left us to find help, since we were stranded here.
Dear Rakas, please let him be okay.
4th of Granite, 303 A.C.
Darkness approached me with an interesting idea today, to divert some of the river flowing north of our home into an artificial lake.
The idea interested me, so with the help of Imp we were able to devise a way of digging what would cause the water to not flood, while Gnooble assured us that he would be able to built a stone wall to keep dangerous fish out, while letting water through.
After a couple hours of planning we have come up with a set of plans for how to build our lake.
12th of Granite, 303 A.C.
Elven traders arrived today, after much discussion we decided to set up a temporary trading post for them. Hopefully they will have brought some booze, our stores are running dangerously low.
1st of Slate, 303 A.C.
Work on the Depot goes slowly, It seems that Gnooble has a hatred of elves, and while he doesn’t openly express it for the last two weeks he has managed to avoid setting up to Depot, unfortunately he is the only one with the skills to do i-
Bloody hell! What’s going on out there? Everyone has just started shouting, I’d better go see what the problem is.
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Navok looked down at the group of dwarves clustered around the trees, he counted 22 of them in all, many clothed in rags.
“What in the name of Armok is going on here?” Navok wondered out loud.
“Your awareness seems to be slipping Navok.”
Startled by the voice right behind him Navok spun round, his Axe whistling through the air towards the origin of the voice, causing him to nearly lose his balance as it cut only thin air, thudding into the ground from his overhead cut.
“Well that’s not a nice way to greet me Navok.” Looking up from where he was trying to tug his axe free, Navok saw the dwarf who had startled him.
Standing there, minus his armour and weapon, with the addition of a few scars, was Tarran.
2nd of Slate, 303 A.C.
It looks like were staying.
Tarran’s return has bought us some unwelcome news, whereas we had hoped for some of our nations forts to have survived the attack it was apparently not so, there were a few places where we were beginning to rebuild, but by comparison to most of those places we were a large fort.
Still, despite this I actually feel better, no longer is this just some unknown place, where I am forced to wait for help, it is now home, and I will defend it.
The refugees Tarran brought with him pose both a problem and a solution, while the extra manpower will be useful it means more mouths to feed, as such I have taken all dwarves with essential skills off of hauling duty, so they can work more. Gnooble has been spoken to strictly about his reluctance to build the depot.
Me and Tarran have selected four of the newcomers and have begun training them, two of the dwarves have admitted to some past smithing experience, and so have been set to making steel weapons and armour, until they are done we will train our new soldiers in wrestling. Since I won’t be needing it for a while I have passed my axe to one of the newcomers, who is now acting as the forts woodcutter.
4th of Slate, 303 A.C.
The new arrivals are making themselves useful indeed, on my way to the barracks today I saw one of them smoothing down the dining hall, that should make it a much more pleasant place to eat.
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Well, we seem to be slightly f***ed here, we have nowhere NEAR the Booze supplies to support 30 dwarves, we have nowhere near enough rooms and our food supply will JUST hold, maybe.
This always annoys me about the first migrant wave, its never just a manageable amount of dwarves, it just floods you. ;-;
Still, we now have a lot more manpower, as well as a whole bunch of unclaimed dwarves for anyone who would like one.
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