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That sounds incredibly amusing. And a use for my old roleplaying dice! I might use that as another project, especially if I get eaten by something on this one...
I just created the realm... The Domain of Dragons. >.> Now THAT'S a good omen... Apparently I'm also on The Forgotten Hill. The random fortress name it gave me translates to "Spattered Cave"
you really should write a log...... sounds like FUN.
Alrighty, since you requested it.... XD
Log of Kogan Adascatten, Expedition Leader of the Feral Knives of Isakäs, "Spatteredcave"1st Granite 1051Alright, who at the Mountainhome thought it would be a good idea to shove me out here, with six 'dwarves', four of whom couldn't carry a conversation in a bucket. With "Feral Knives" as a group name, I have a feeling I've been saddled with outcasts and criminals. Kadōl knows what I've done to be saddled with such a miserable group. Two farmers, two miners, a woodsmith and a doctor. At least there's a variety of skills to be used.
Even better, our wagon ended up half way up a mountain! I don't know who was driving, and they better hope I don't find out! There's a river at the base of the mountain, but the way that the water is churning I would guess it's full of carp.
...I hear screaming. I guess I should see what's going on.
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Wonderful. Just WONDERFUL. Our miners are refusing to co-operate and dig out quarters and workshop areas for us. They just swear and mutter about ore being more important than bedrooms. Last I saw of them they were heading West with picks in hand. In a week or two I'll send a couple of lads over to see if they've found anything and collect it if they have. That is if they're still alive at the time. To accommodate the rest of us, I've started working on stairs down into the earth. I hope that we'll at least strike some caverns before we run out of food. At least Momuz, our woodcutter, got to work straight away. There's something unsettling about how he attacks those trees. I wonder if he's had any meetings with Elves in the past...
8th Granite 1051I wish those blasted miners hadn't taken our only two picks! Working on these stairs is so slow! Sixteen levels down, and no sign of any caverns.
As expected the river is teeming with carp. I've forbidden the area in the hopes that no-one gets swarmed and eaten.
11th Granite 1051Open space! Twenty-four floors down, the gaping maw of a cavern opened up beside the stairs. No sign of a floor yet. I can't see a
13th Granite 1051...Found my pen! Dropped it off those bloody stairs, didn't I? The cavern is four floors high, the floor is muddy and there are webs everywhere. Glorious. No sign of our miners yet, I've sent the doctor and a farmer off to find them, or at least bring back some rocks. The other farmer has just grabbed a sack of seeds out of the wagon and hurried past me. I guess he wants to eat as badly as the rest of us. I've told the woodsmith to start stocking his logs downstairs, and soon I'll get him to make some beds. I hope that those ungrateful excuses for miners hit rock, we're going to need walls down here. I don't want to see other dwarves sleeping, or hear them snoring!