The eight squads of enemies surrounded the fortress as the Town Bell was rang. One rookie wrestler rushed the siege and died, though he saved a farmer that got inside in time. The troll squads went first: One went through the eastern grinder, which has probably been not functional since who knows when and I ordered to reopen to let the garbage collectors out. The traps stopped a few of them as they tried to tear apart the hatches. Urist Tomesglad, the Problematic Syrups and the Acolytes were sent to fight them. Turns out Urvad the Infected Soldier had stolen Tomesglad's adamantine war axe and she was fighting just with Scornedword, her steel shield. Fortunately, Doren the Mean Jailkeeper, Pukako the Exiled Arsonist, Katana Wordypaged the Gladness of Bravery and Astesh Stoppedwhip the Gleeful Lake of Glories took easily care of the trolls.
Another squad of trolls decided to test the Crusher after the addition of the overpass. I'm very pleased with the results:
The northern traps were overwhelmed by three squads of goblins and one of them got through. The marksdwarves were sent, but NotPete and Lielac went ahead alone. Sadly, NotPete didn't stand a chance. Lielac was luckier and fell to the level below.
Katana's squad was sent to clear the remaining goblins. Katana ran ahead and went Kill Bill slicing his way through seven of them. Lokum the Acolyte decided to walk through the west gate, where half squad of goblins remained uncrushed, and promptly found red robes make for poor armor.
A small squad of three marksdwarves with Lielac, Zeocin and a recruit went out to shoot down the remaining units.
AutumnAll the storages near the surface are full, so a new one is designed in the space below the northeast corner of the dikes. Meanwhile it starts raining. Welcome to Steamdikes:
Spare bows and weapons are put in random traps. More tree overgrowth is ordered to be cut --many corridors were blocked already. A few migrants come to replace the casualties. Zolak the skinless yadda yada has arrived, the arrival of forgotten beasts isn't news anymore, they seem to be gathering all under our feet.
Right when the new storage room was being finished, the miner's pickaxe hit an old consrtuction... a long forgotten staircase carved in the magma flooded inner dike. Uh oh...