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[db48x]

The fort is in a pretty dire situation now. There are corpses of dead dwarves, goblins, trolls and domesticated animals everywhere. They never built the new coffins in the newly dug tombs (we forgot to extend the 'stay inside' burrow to encompass them, oops).

I guess all that's left to do is to send 'db48x' The Badass back into battle and see how many he can kill before he is overwhelmed, then reclaim the fort.

[db48x]

I've uploaded it to DFMA. If I've left any points of interest unmarked, feel free to add them.

[Xieg]

Reclaim is going to be hell.  Just imagine all the crap that will be strewn about for the return party.

[db48x]

I guess LordSlowPoke is MIA

[Samoorai]

Looks like Barb gets to play the downfall and possible reclaim. Lesson for next time: If a demon comes, kill it very far away, then forbid all it's gear and it's corpse and restrict traffic all around it. Burn if possible.

[Heron TSG]

Downloading. I'm just going to reclaim this.

I'm going to see if I can't purge the landscape via extreme violence.

[LordSlowpoke]

Yeah, you can count me as MIA. Cavebrands and it's invictible goblins (tm) have me in for the today or tomorrow at the very least.. Can I get 24'th?

[n00bs4uce]

I vote for the goal of the Reclaim to be to complete the magma works and rid Sparkgear and it's plague from the world.

[skaltum]

hey barbeque wheres mah updaete? 

[Demonic Spoon]

This is hilarious. Awesome Sparkgear is awesome. And I will take the fortress down with me!

[Heron TSG]

I finally got the save to work. The fortress crumbled to its end when the besiegers found a way in and started hacking up the dying folks. While the few people that were rotting in their rooms starved to death, all of the goblins began to rot in place.

A bold new party of adventurers shall reclaim this land! Actual story post coming soon!

[skaltum]

for the next one i recomend the genisis mod. it's a nasty peice of work with coal lung diseases. poisons from wyverns etc and more stuff for the neighbors yard XD

awww shame about the fort C'MON BARB! this isn't your normal run. where private ryan!? and DS i sense a

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Space Project!

[Heron TSG]

Story will come later, have no worries, skaltum.

One question; shall I reclaim as the small group of people who survived fleeing elsewhere, or shall I try (for the eighth time) to reclaim the fort? Every time I reclaim, I end up dead within six days. Through adventure mode, I've been able to get a few artifacts out to a nearby town.

One more; document the exploits of the seven survivors who got out, or rot apart in six days?

[Heron TSG]

Quick story update before I move on to stage two.

The horrors of Sparkgear the Devourer of Birds have taken their toll. In that fetid mess there were beasts of terrible bulk who caused absolute terror in the hearts of any who wandered near. There were veritable lakes of pus and ichor. The halls were slippery with blood and rotted limbs. Goblins took the gateway, forcing us to claw out the other side of the fort. But that was our doom. Water burst forth from the tunnel, turning the already sticky floor into a gooey swamp. Many of us drowned in the tunnel, our rotting throats clogged by gobs of flesh from who knows what. With a burst of activity, we eventually contained the leak.

Although we stopped the water, the drawbridge that stopped the flow of water started a flow of goblins. The bridge slammed down over the bubbling water, only to allow the goblin hordes access. Those who were unconscious from their wounds and disease were quickly slaughtered. Only a few of us made it to the highest point of the fortress. Only Rigoth the Surgeon refused to leave with us. Instead, he threw back his head and cackled, before lopping the heads off of a half dozen slain dwarves and running into a workshop!

A mysterious figure came to me while we slept in a small chamber near the top of the fortress. It told me about how the demons' blood had melted the flesh of our friends. It told me about how dwarves these days were too greedy. It told me that this mess was our fault. I was struck by what we had done. This landscape, once promising, had turned into a bloodbath due to our incessant need to dig deep for gold and glory.

We decided to head north, into a land of peace. On the journey, the figure came to me once more, leaving only this cryptic message: "Dig shallow. Clouds of dust. Splintered walls. Shattered bones. Screams of agony. It is the will of your GODKING!"
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TL;DR: I'm embarking in a nearby town because of the horrors of the old fort. I will then pull off a stupid dwarf trick.

[Demonic Spoon]

Righto, sounds awesome.