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[gumball135]

Gumbar's Journal, 13th Timber, 314, Late Autumn

The irrigation system. Is finally. COMPLETED! This really took way, way too long. Dwarven merchants just arrived, along with an outpost liaison. Thank Armok.

15th Timer, 314, Late Autumn

Okay, traders had crap. I had crap. So we both ended up losing out. Still, I managed to get plenty of food, which should keep us going till the farm area is drained.

 Oh, yeah, about those migrants that arrived at just the wrong time. There only turned out to be three of them, so I decided not to press charges and send them out to hunt elephants; instead they went fishing. They've just begun processing a load of their catch now.

20th Moonstone, 314, Early Winter

Farm area finally drained. It took about 1 month to do so by itself, but I won't complain now that it's done. The 3 guys I sent fishing have started tilling fields in that area. Finally, we should be able to have a steady source of food and booze.

 Still not much news. Now that that pain in the ass is over with, we'll probably move on to some more exciting projects. Raising a military, mega-projects...

[Diablous]

Journal of Diablous.

My irrigation system is done! The farms are irrigated, and the migrants are farming with Arbol. We'll be able to make our own booze soon. It maybe Golko's but it is better than water. Also, the dwarven caravan came bearing food and drink! That wasn't made by Golko! It was delicious compared to that crap! I am now full of food with taste and properly drunk. And we ahve a steady supply of food and booze. Things are good. Everyone is happy.

Nothing else of note. Things are calm, peaceful, everyone is content.

[gumball135]

Sorry about the short update yesterday; I had to cut it short and go get some rest. I have exams on at the moment, so I'll be pretty busy + tired over the next week and a half. I'll still try to get out updates as often as I can, but that still might not be very often.

And boy, was it hard to get that irrigation system up and running. I'll admit that I save-scummed a coupla times

Attempt 1: Underestimated power of river; it flooded my lever room before I could close the floodgate. Plus, I hadn't really put much thought into the design; there was no way to drain the farming area after it was flooded.
Attempt 2: Stupid design again.
Attempt 3: Didn't realize that water could travel diagonally. I think I got it mixed up with magma.
Attempt 4: Success!

Seriously though, I suck at this game.

[Diablous]

Attempt 3: Didn't realize that water could travel diagonally. I think I got it mixed up with magma.

Magma travels diagnoally too.

[Burnt Pies]

Diagonals just neutralise pressure.

[gumball135]

1st Granite, 315, Early Spring

Well, well, well. It's been a year already. To be honest, it feels like we've been here 10 years. And not in a good way. Seriously, this place sucks. I still remember my times back in the Mountainhome. They were good times. Plenty of high-quality food and booze. No hard work at all; we'd just hang out in the rockin' statue garden and admire the masterwork steel statues all day...

 But enough hanging in the past. What's done is done, now is now, and there's work to be done! Kuntatlosh and Jack started building a wall around the entrance and trading depot a while back; nearly done now. Diablous and Urist set up a retractable bridge at the entrance, which is being hooked up to a lever as I write. The next task of the masons' will be to carve out a load of statues and doors to make the place more homely. El Arbol has been promoted to ''Head food-guy'', with each of the three newest migrants dubbed as ''Assistants''. I myself have been made Manager of the fort, although I can't seem to get my head around making work orders.

 Furnishings are being put into the hospital as we speak, although for the other dwarves' sake, I hope none of them are ever wounded; our only ''doctor'' has literally no actual experience as a doctor. I mean ''Practice makes perfect!'' and ''Second time lucky!'' are two sayings that make sense in many different aspects of life, but doctoring isn't one of them.

 Miquel suddenly decided to rip off a few layers of her clothing the other day, for no apparent reason. I wouldn't mind, but she wasn't even combat training with her buddy. That's dwarves for you.

 Golko has begun making booze once again from any plump helmets that we don't eat ourselves. The good side of this is that there's actually booze in the fortress for once. The bad side is that it's GOLKO we're talking about here. It's funny how you kind of get used to being alcohol-less after a while. I mean, water still tastes like piss, but the withdrawal symptoms withdraw after a few weeks. Heh. Withdrawal symptoms withdraw. Hilarious.




[[OOC: Made Gumbar manager, but she just won't make work orders. Anyone know how to do this in the current version?]].
Nevermind; it was working after all. For some reason she didn't even have to write up the orders in her office, and there wasn't any visual hint that the orders had been given out.

[Diablous]

Journal of Diablous.

It's been a year since I embarked with a bunch of wierdos to this place. Amazing how you lose track of time when fearing for your life, starving, and full of water.

Well, there is still work to do. Kuntalosh and Jack are building a wall around the entrance and the depot. Urist and I have set up a retracting bridge at the entrance, and are hooking it up to a lever to deny our enemies acess to the fort. Also, Gumbar mentioned that the masons next task it carving out statues and doors. I'm interested in doors, since I can lock them to keep Derek away from me. That psycho will kill me. I saw him staring at me with a murderous gleam in his eyes. Also, Arbol is our head food-guy and the migrant farmers are his assitants. And Gumbar is the manager now. I heard her mutter, "One step closer to leader" when she found out.

And the hospital is done! I hope we don't have to use it. Our doctor has no skill.

Also, Miguel ripped off some of her clothes. Not sure why, but I don't mind at all, heh heh.

And Golko has begun brewing. Yes, her booze is not worthy of being called booze, but it doesn't feel like I died inside when I drink her swill, like I do when I drink water.
 
Well, not much else happening. Things are looking up.

[Burnt Pies]

Journal of Brunch, Keep Out!

I'm still being forced to build! I can't believe this! It's more of an outrage than the damn sewage I'm forced to drink around here! I came to this virgin wilderness to get rich, not to die of alcohol deprivation (Because despite what she says, I don't believe Golko's managed to ferment this stuff). I tell you, when I've got the money, I'm not going to force my trained miners to build walls or tables. They'll make good money, digging, for the glory of my bank account! and possibly the fortress... maybe.

[gumball135]

Gumbar's Journal, 5th Felsite, 315, Late Spring

Armok be damned! A whopping total of 23 migrants arrived on our doorstep today. Most of them useless. Golko, in his infinite wisdom, immediately ordered about 7 of them into the military. That means that there're two squads now; The Volcanos of Boarding, lead by Miquel, and The Geared Barbs, lead by the migrant with the most combat experience. Only one barracks has been set up as of now; another is being dug out for the Barbs right now. One of my old friends from the Mountainhome, Arvick, happened to be among the rabble. He's quite the doctor. Not bad with a pick, either, if I can find him one. A very useful ally to have around, that's for sure.

18th Felsite, 315, Late Spring

Disaster! One of the recruits was cut down in a ''Dodging demonstration'' today! All it took was a single chop of an axe, and the poor fella was cut in half. His ear was chopped off, too. The killer turned out to be Momuz, a first wave migrant. The first spill of blood in the fort. Hopefully the last. As if things couldn't get any worse, an elven caravan arrived just hours afterwards. Today is a bad, bad day.

7th Hematite, 315, Late Spring

Second barracks was just finished off. Hopefully there won't be any more unfortunate training accidents.
We siezed about 400 edible berries and plants from the elves. They left in a bit of a huff, needless to say. That's a lesson for them. On what, I don't know. But it's a lesson none-the-less.

 Urist the Red went into a fey mood today. I've seen the like of this before. Hopefully she can get the materials she needs. Otherwise, I fear for her safety...

[Diablous]

Journal of Diablous.

Things are getting very interesting. Urist the Red has gone into a fey mood! She was working when she just stopped and stared off into space. Then she screamed, "I got it, it's so simple!" then ran off. I hope we have what she needs. She might get violent if we don't.

Also, we have migrants. 23 of them. 7 of them are now in the military. We now have 2 squads; The Volcanos of Boarding, led by Miguel, and The Geared Barbs, led by a migrant with combat experience. We dug out a second barracks for the Barbs. Also, there is a new guy named Arvick, who is friends with Gumbar. He's a decent doctor, and not half bad at mining. Oh, and speaking of the military, one of the recruits was cut in half during a demonstration on dodging. Our first dwarven death. Hopefully the last.

Also, we have "traded" with the elves. When I say traded, I mean took their stuff. 400 edible berries and plants! They were not happy. I'm questioning the rationale behind Gumbar's decision to do that. The elves might send soldiers instead of traders, and our troops have trouble grasping, "Don't kill your allies."

Well, nothing else of note. I worry for Urist.

[Burnt Pies]

(Diablous, I am jealous of your journal writing prowess. I have enough difficulty typing the few lines I've contributed.)

Journal of Brunch, Keep Out!

Ha! Elves! looking much poorer now, I must say. Maybe next time they'll bring something better for us to steal. I've always wanted a pet Giant Scorpion, it'd be great for watching my back while I'm extracting my wealth from the rocks.

Oh, and someone managed to get themselves sliced in half the other day. The bloodstains on the floor of the barracks were quite disgusting. I almost felt sorry for the poor guy, but I was too busy feeling sorry for my bank balance.

Lastly, Urist The Red's decided to claim a workshop and forcibly evict anyone who goes near it. Everyone tells me that if we interrupt her too much, she'll go mad! No profit in insanity, so I'll leave her alone.

[Diablous]

(Diablous, I am jealous of your journal writing prowess. I have enough difficulty typing the few lines I've contributed.)

  I'm not that good. Your journals are pretty good too. I've been liking all the journal writing. It fleshes out the characters, instead of them just being name drops.

[Tuxman]

Character template
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Name:
Profession:
Back-story & goals

Any Random Migrant is good.



Name: Goldload Mistpicks
Profession: Doctor
Back-story & goals: Wishes to "cure" humans and elves to become dwarfs. You can imagine the (painful) proceedure. Wants to find the "true cure". Approachable guy.

Slightly insane, a hard worked. No real backstory, but he grew up in a nobility environment.

Just set all doctor skills on and give him a laboratory (hospital) and he's good. Needs a good operating room for the you-know-what.

Specialties: Human-to-Dwarf operations. Elf-to-Dwarf operations. Free amputations every Tuesday and Friday.

[Dermonster]

Dear journal

Sad day today. one of the new recruits was killed. But on the other hand we got tweEATTHEIRMARROWnty three new guys! I sawe the guy get killed too. one moment he was fine, next he was laying on the ground in a pool of bloITHREWASHARPENEDROCKATHIMod. It was weird. nobody knows what killed him either. The new barracks have gone up though, so upefully there will be less acciNOTBLOODYLIKELYdents.

on another note, happy belated new year! we had a party to celebWATEREDDOWNTHEBOOZErate! It was fun. Diablous kept avoiding me though. All i want to do is heMURDERlp! I don't see why he dislikes me either .

I got to go now, but ill be back! I got this song stuLEAVEMEBEFOULTUNEDEMONck in my head too...

[MichaelZon]

Journal of Miquel

Now Iīve done it. Iīve... killed someone. A demonstration was held to show that we, the military are ready to defend them. A recruit was killed. And itīs my fault! Iīm no good as a military leader, I mean isnīt it my job to lead the recruits, to instruct them to the basics of fighting? I have failed at this task entrustedto me  by Gumbar and Golko. I saw the terrified faces of everyone who saw this incident. And I know they were thinking of one thing. "How could Miquel let this happen?" Itīs because I am not fit to be a military leader... I am worthless.