None of the remaining twelve are named or really all that notable. I really havn't bothered to check since my game runs time rather slow as it is, and micromanaging the dwarves that will just tantrum anyway makes it slower. Anyway, here is the promised story update:
This diary, along with hundreds of other artifacts was discovered by a wesman adventuring party at the ruins of the Redcaverns of Hatred in 617.
"Diary Of HeyGuys II, NewCrew 2
28th Slate, 155
"Despite the danger", is certainly one way of putting it; but we are here under direct orders from Doren Keskalil, General of the Coal Of Love, the second most powerful dwarf in the empire, and King Kogsak Ilushmorul's most trusted adviser. Needless to say, to fail to obey orders would be a death sentence more horrible than any trifle dangers we might face at the Redcavern of Hatred.
Initially, our mission was fairly simple: arrive at redcaverns, seize control the fort, prepare a massive defensive installation from which to combat all of the Empire's enemies at once in a decicive battle that would end with the victory of our empire and glory of our King.
In theory, the groundwork should have been laid in the preceding years, and we would merely need to command the dozens of dwarves already at the site to complete the fortifications and then spark a war with all of the neighboring nations.
Things, well, do not always go as planned.
As for me? I am called HeyGuys. HeyGuys II here at Redcavern. It is not a name, as such, nor a family title. Rather it is the codeword used to designate the General's hand picked team of secret dwarves, dedicated to implementing his will. I am the second such agent sent to Redcavern, we recieved word of the death of the last from the dwarven caravan of last autumn.
As I said, things do not always go as planned. When we arived at the site, we found a smoldering corpse strewn hole in the ground, unfit to be called an outpost of our great Dwarven Empire. Most business is conducted in the dirt, the defenses are entirely inadequate, and it is depopulated.
The remaining twelve or so dwarves have a deadened look that some in my team find mildly alarming. I asked the first dwarf that I came upon to appraise me of the details of the situation. Apparently some sort of catastrophic riot had occured that resulted in the madness or death of well over half of the fort. I did not ask for details, surmising from the surroundings the generality of the situation. It was not difficult to convince the dwarves present to obey my orders, due both to their mental deadening and the fact that the entirety of the existing power heirachy had apparently died off in the riots of 154. They go about their duties, seprated into "guilds" and such. I cannot help but feel something unusual is about them.
Some time later I found out what it was. The survivors here apparently worship a caged FireBird that had been brought here along with one of the convoys. They seem to believe that should they aquire a mating pair of firebirds then all their problems will be solved forever. Silly superstition. Apparently they had previously tried to construct a temple to this being in the depths of their catacombs, but engineering mistakes resulted in a non-dangerous flood that was sealed off.
I have informed the remaining dwarves that they are now to follow my orders. They agreed, but tentatively contingent on my promise to construct a proper temple for their God. Naturally, I agreed. This is a trifle compared with the task I have set them out to accomplish first. And in either case, if any temple is to be built at all, it should be no greater than the temple that should be built to honor our God-King first.
I am entirely unsatisfied with the existing fort, and have laid down the plans to construct a far greater, seperate one. The palisade should be complete soon. I intend to construct an above ground castle and defensive structure within the palisade, to protect some courtyard land and perhaps a few above ground farms. The entrances will be defended by two retractable bridges and a myriad of traps; and that would be before the army I intend to build.
Underneath this construction, I have designated a 3 z-level empty space (As much as possible before the aquifier) that will be walled and floored with stone. Inside of it I will construct a dwarven village. Below that I will pump a hole through the aquifier from which to gather the necessary stone.
These are my plans for this year. Should I succeed; we will have a fully defensible installation from which to accomplish our empire's broader strategic mission.
In order to confuse any potential goblin assasin, I have designated myself the second in command of our migrant expedition, currently named "NewCrew", since I expect that this would be an innocuous title for a group attempting a plan so great and so bold.
I will write again when Next I am able.
- Heyguys (The Second)"
Okay, there are about 10 or so dwarves in this migrant wave that could be named. They don't have much skill and have all been set to do identical tasks, so I won't bother to post details of each. Post and I will Dwarf you if possible.
I'll update like this again when I have more to tell you (probably just before aquifier pumping)
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