Mosus Eshtanlemis, Sworddwarf. His bravery would prove to be his downfall. Interestingly enough, he was always the first to charge in, and by this time in my young fort, he had already become a talented sworddwarf. Que a GCS a little too close too my fort; in a rather feeble attempt to prevent civilian casualties, I sent my 5-man (technically 4-man, one was injured while fighting a cave crocodile, and I got my first taste of the new medical system) squad to take care of it. This was my first fort, so I was expecting them to get annihilated, and have a good reason to start anew.
Mosus, however, had other ideas. He proceeds to valiantly strike at the GCS, holding his own while the rest of his squadmates were barely down the shaft. He was actually doing pretty well until he was hit by a web and knocked over. One of his squadmates, a green speardwarf, was only squares away before the spider landed a mortal blow, stunning him. Perhaps if they could defeat it fast enough, the doctors could get a good look at him...
Much to my dismay, the speardwarf was equipped with only a wooden training spear - of all the weapons I had produced, I had yet to produce spears, the least dwarvenly of all weapons. I will have to 'consult' with my armorer later about this. Valiantly, but futilely he fought, but his inexperience proved his downfall; he fell unconscious shortly after taking a yellow wound to the head. However, by now, Mosus was enraged (not actually in-game, but I'd like to believe he was). Using the small and precious amount of time bought by his fellow speardwarf, he held the enormous spider in a lock.
By now, his comrades arrived to view the grisly scene: two wounded dwarves, an untouched spider. But Dodok Likototin, militia commander, saw his chance; with the spider occupied by Mosus's lock, he could strike. Grasping the axe he had used to fell trees, he moved to fell his foe. Valiantly, Mosus continued to grip the spider, directing its deadly webs towards himself, giving his comrades a fighting chance.
Finally, Dodok connected a strong blow. Stunned, the spider let go of Mosus, and he collapsed onto the ground, unconscious. He had done all his body would allow him to do (for the record, he was fighting with at least dark brown wounds on almost every part of his body; thanks to recently forged iron helms however, his head remained uninjured. He had become a legendary fighter in the process). The fight raged on, Dodok and his companion (alas, another useless speardwarf) raced against the clock to secure the area for civilians to rescue the wounded Mosus. He would finally land a blow to the spider's head, ending its life, but not before it had acquired a name: Vimtomen, Giant Cave Spider. Just moments earlier, Mosus had bled to death.
Mosus Eshtanlemis, you will be remembered dearly in this fort.