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[Strife26]

The Dimension of Dawn

The elderly dwarf placed the portfolio on the table; between the two thin tablets of slate were pages of fine pigtail cloth paper. They bent over and started to read.

The first few pages were dedicated to notes about dwarves.

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The pages had been kept in the capital archives for several years, but were not in pristine condition. In several places, spills and tears rendered parts of the document unreadable.
The next page was handwritten on paper bearing a unknown personal seal.

Notes: Quirino, Pageclan.
I've received the broad bios that I requested, including my own. It's interesting to read what his Majesty's spies think of my own behavior. I'm not sure what I've gotten myself into, volunteering to head an outpost. It should be only a few years though. Make sure the place gets set up, then get relieved by some more important noble. I can return to the mountainhome and live my twilight years in peace then, confident that I did something worthwhile.

However, I'm not sure how much I trust these six that'll be going with me. I'm set to go meet them tomorrow, hopefully, the meeting will assuage my concerns. 



((Anyone who'd like to request a dwarf of anything about this young fort may do so.))

[Deon]

I claim Erush Midorshem, give him "Deon" name. Likes picks? Cool! 5 miner, 2 swimer, 3 architect!

[Argonnek]

I think I will take Ineth.
5 Mechanic, 1 Mining, 4 siege engineer. Catapults for the win!

[hexedmagica]

Can I take any of the males? Preferably a craftsdwarf, or smith?

[Strife26]

Sure. Any preference or name? I'll give you Thob if you don't care. And any specific levels of skills?

[Bloogonis]

Me take Mezuzol. Mezuzol is mighty. Mezuzol however is no public speaker. Mezuzol likes the stones because they don't ask strange questions. (Mezuzol speaks in third person)

2 axe 2 or more shield user anything else you want to throw in there preferably stone related, whatever would be most useful. nickname 'Arc'

[Frelock]

I'll take Mebzuth, nicknamed Cookie.  You guessed it, a Brewer/Cook.

[Strife26]

Notes: Quirino, Pageclan.

I attended the meeting where I'd meet my fellow settlers. I'm remaining hopefully optimistic about this venture. I decided that my notes on the fellow, while clearly not as important as those prepared by the crown, could still be helpful.
The first dwarf chatted with was Deon. He wasn't of any notable clan, but he seemed to be a dwarf's dwarf. He was a miner by trade and possessed the characteristic long braided hair of the middle class. Our conversation turned to engineering principles in short order. He expressed some knowledge of building design, which will be a welcome asset.
Nearby, seemingly just enjoying the occasion was Ineth. 6 years my junior, I had spent many an afternoon playing with her and the other Pageclan children. I was quite happy to have a clansdwarf (even if there wasn't actually any blood connection between us) with us. She didn't talk much in the conversation between myself and Deon, but when she did, she showed her considerable knowledge of various mechanical principles. I also found out that she had undergone some training in mining to better aid the outpost.
I next sat down next to a tall dwarf. He said that his name was Arc. More precisely, he said "Arc's name is Arc."
I had done a bit of research in Arc Threeoils. He was from a decent enough clan, but had wandered off into the under-city at some point in time. He had the braided beard and ponytail to prove it. In any case, he had an axe, and someone who could hurt things would be important for the outpost's security.
Surprisingly, I was not the eldest dwarf in the settlement group. My conversation with my elders revealed them to be a crafter and a 'culinary technician.' Neither Cookie nor Thob looked especially strong, but they shouldn't have to do that much heavy lifting. Cookie had a somewhat annoying laugh, while Thob admitted that he wasn't all that sure about leaving his old life behind.
For whatever reason, the 7th member of the group wasn't there.


((I'll be starting the fortress proper in a bit, anyone who wants Meng should do so quickly.))

[Strife26]

Official Report: Outpost Newsteel.
1 Granite 325, Early Spring
Details of Journey to Outpost site


All settlers survived the trip to Outpost site, journey was not without its problems. One wagon, containing most of tools was lost when it rolled off a rocky slope into a pit. Attempts to recover were forestalled by monkey attack. I expect that we'll be able to rebuild the lost equipment with the remaining supplies. Additional supplies were given to the expedition by a dwarven caravan met on the way, which were much appreciated.

Outpost site reached, native cobaltite deposits confirmed to match our given samples.

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-End Report



Notes: 1 Granite 325


I am slowly getting used to writing in block format as opposed to my normal, slightly formal, script. The journey was an unmitigated disaster. The loss of wagon two hurt us badly. All of the picks, axes, and a fair chunk of the food, medical supplies, and seeds were on it. We've still got the anvil though, so we should be able to rebuild what we lost. Cookie carried several types of seeds on her person as a seasonings, but they appear to be in a sowable condition. We met a dwarven caravan, lead by a "cooking buddy" of Cookie's. They replaced some of our meat supplies with . . . something. I'm not actually sure if they're edible.


Seriously, what the hell is Tripe? I'm afraid to ask. I'm also afraid to even touch the more recognizable items. Who cooks with brains?

At least the 'food' they gave us was wrapped in warthog leather, which appears to be salvageable.

I'm concerned with this Meng. He's a bloody member of the Hidemansions. He's got mining, engraving, and masonry skills. However, he's conniving. Everyone is his friend, except me. Onshen keep us dirty and healthy.

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We're at our dig site, but before we can strike the earth, we'll need to get some tools.

[Strife26]

Notes: 4 Granite 325

Cookie asked to be allowed to look for new spices in the area, to replenish the ones she'd have to plant. The elderly dwarf quickly became possessive of a large swath of the surrounding grass. Shouting at anyone who looked at the bushes meanly.

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Thob admitted that he was no expert at wood burning, but, along with the engineer minded individuals of are group, he was able to set up a wood furnace. He took one of the logs I had thoughtfully brought and, with some difficultly, got a usable chunk of charcoal. Deon and Meng got a rough forge together. In no time at all, we had a workable copper axe.

Arc was quite happy to see the weapon. The haft on his old axe had worn away on the trip. The axehead had been on the late, lamented wagon we lost. I had made a deal with the tall dwarf. He'd get the new axe, but he'd have to use it to chop trees.
The dwarf had preferred something with stone, but Arc figured that Arc would be more helpful if Arc hit trees instead. He quickly got to work providing use with more lumber.

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I decided that it would be a good idea to gather all of the newly chopped lumber in one place. Meng responded by unloading the nicely stacked lumber from the wagon.

-Quirino




Each of the miners swung his newly made copper pick (Deon had a finely crafted one, Ineth had grabbed the 2nd best. Meng hadn't cared, and had grabbed the worst of the bunch).
Quirino pulled out a bottle of expensive dwarven champagne. Each of the present members took a swig. They smashed the bottle and shouted together.


"Strike the Earth!"


They dug down, into a andestite and stibinite. The miners decided to dig towards the softer earth. It'd be quicker to dig a cavern to store the perishable food in. In no time at all, the food was safely underground, in the roomy cavern.






The drawing of the cavern was the last page in the stone portfolio.

[Strife26]

My PoS Laptop decided to overheat, and I lost the fortress. Damn. What does everyone want to do now?

[Argonnek]

Do what any dwarf would do: mindlessly reclaim until everyone starts tantrum spiraling the second they arrive.

[Bloogonis]

bah, when I saw your post Bay12 went down and then I had to go to work, if you lost the save you can still restart the fort right? just attach the names to the closest new characters and see how it works.

But its up to you, I hope you at least start another one. Who knows it may become 2010versions Nist Akath!

[Strife26]

The seated dwarf was curious. "What's the point of this?"


"Quite frankly, Newsteel vanished. A couple of different adventurers went to the site. One didn't return, but the rest reported that it was if the only ones who had ever been there were lone campers and the survey team."

"Very creepy, the point?"


"You're tasked by the king to return to Newsteel, try to figure out what happened to dwarves there and build a fort for the glory of the dwarven people."

[Bloogonis]

What happened to them! We must uncover this mystery!