Seems like we're all in favour for traps! And that might just be what we need if any of yous want to survive.
1st Granite 674
Much had happened since Autumn. The well was still not finished, but now it was at least possible for Fori to drink some water by stooping down into the watering hole.
The causeway into the caverns had finally be finished, and a large pillar had been hollowed out to serve as a refuge in the caverns, and as a last resort if the Nothing's ever broke into the fort, so that the Dwarves could hide inside and literally knock down the bridge, separating them from the monsters.
Now that they had access to the caverns, Rion had been sent down to cut some cave-trees, which were swiftly made into beds for the new Dwarves and Elf. Furthermore, one log was burned into charcoal, and this used to refine the lignite and bituminous coal into coke for forging. Furthermore, Fori now spent much time in the caverns, feeling more at home with the plants and large open spaces, even if it was still underground and devoid of sunlight. There she harvested the plants ethically, singing Elven songs to herself. Shin sometimes joined her down there, also gathering plants. And the two so far had found dimple cups and plump helmets.
With the revelation that an entire caravan of traders had been slaughtered at their doorstep, the Dwarves had also decided that a tunnel had to be built to provide safe entrance into Nomekast. The tunnel would - of course - be lines with a whole host of cunning traps to safely slaughter any Nothings that might break through.
In tandem with this idea was the idea of a sort of 'lighthouse', a tower which would allow the Dwarves to see where the Nothing where, and if there were any peoples - or pilgrims as Ibruk consistently called them - that were escaping from the hordes. The preliminary chamber had been dug, and now they only needed the gems to make a tough gem window with; and so Doc. Steve was press-ganged into cutting the large lace agate that had been dug out into slabs for building the window.
Under Fori's supervision and Elfen touch, the harvest of plump helmets had been coming in larger and larger than before, and so a food stockpile was soon dug out, and just needed to be cleared of the last stones before it could store all the rations and booze.
But most importantly, they had survived a
year. A
whole year. Granted there were times when it seemed they would not survive - times when the Nothing threatened to swarm in and kill them; times when they had no food or drink; times when fear of the strange situation they found themselves in, which no Dwarves had found themselves in before, had almost driven them to mistakes. But they had weathered, like real Dwarves (and an Elf) they had faced the enemy down, whether it be Nothings or sobriety, they had stared them down, beaten them off and then drunk a barrel of booze to celebrate! The growing sense of optimism that pervaded the fort culminated in a grand party on New Year's Eve, that lasted well into the afternoon of the 1st Granite. Despite there only being twelve of them (even Ibruk had taken part in the party) they had cracked open barrels of fresh Dwarven beer and wine, gulped them down in one breath, and sung lewd songs till they forgot what time it was and thus had to open the drawbridge a crack to get the time. Even Fori, while she didn't possess the enlarged liver of a Dwarf, drunk some in the spirit of the New Year, and thoroughly regretted it the next day.
They were
Dwarves (and an Elf) by ARMOK! And Nothing would keep them from enjoying the New Year's!
The layout of Nomekast as it was 1st Granite 674.
So yeah, nothing much has happened the past few months. We'll have to wait until the tunnel gets done.
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