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[wer6]

playablecivs+ it is in alpha: you can farm trees though. you get 2-6 per tree "crop and i use those tree crop to build tree houses: until i got fucked up by a goblin siege when i had no military.

[Splint]

playablecivs+ it is in alpha: you cna farm trees though. you get 2-6 per tree "crop and i use those tree crop to build treehouses: untill i got fucked up by a goblin seige when i had no military.

They CAN grow mystic metal plants actually. serpentia seeds will yield copper, lead, silver, and iron if memory serves. However you need to wait until the second year humies for an anvil and blocks.

[wer6]

i dont even know how you make metal from it: i had admo plants but i didn't know how to process it.

[Splint]

Magic plant proccessor I think. Not entirely sure.

[wer6]

i have it but it wont do anything

[Splint]

Yeah not sure what to tell you. Contact the mod's creator?

[wer6]

haven't though of that

[katana]

Dear hauler,

Don't rush past the army of elite dwarves into the source of horrible screams.

[Don Blake]

Dear Urists McMigrants- the fort is in the middle of its death throes.  Dwarves are going mad left and right, the countess has locked herself in her chambers to starve to death, somebody made an earring out of of someone else, and the whole thing is only marginally being held together by the fact that the elite military dwarves don't care enough about the people they've spent the last ten years protecting to have a problem slaughtering them when they go mad.  Why would you come here?

Sincerely, Urist McMigrantProcessor

[wer6]

Dear Urists McMigrants- the fort is in the middle of its death throes.  Dwarves are going mad left and right, the countess has locked herself in her chambers to starve to death, somebody made an earring out of of someone else, and the whole thing is only marginally being held together by the fact that the elite military dwarves don't care enough about the people they've spent the last ten years protecting to have a problem slaughtering them when they go mad.  Why would you come here?

Sincerely, Urist McMigrantProcessor

dear mcmigrantprocessor

we just LOVE rings! i meant a ring of that qallity alone is  enough for me the fact that is made of someone else is also just grand! i hope i can be a ring too!

[Splint]

Dear Urists McMigrants- the fort is in the middle of its death throes.  Dwarves are going mad left and right, the countess has locked herself in her chambers to starve to death, somebody made an earring out of of someone else, and the whole thing is only marginally being held together by the fact that the elite military dwarves don't care enough about the people they've spent the last ten years protecting to have a problem slaughtering them when they go mad.  Why would you come here?

Sincerely, Urist McMigrantProcessor

dear mcmigrantprocessor

we just LOVE rings! i meant a ring of that qallity alone is  enough for me the fact that is made of someone else is also just grand! i hope i can be a ring too!

Wouldn't you rather be a sword when you grow up?

[Cassandra]

Wouldn't you rather be a sword when you grow up?

Why wait? Become a pickaxe, and you won't NEED to grow up.

[wer6]

this is cracking me up now. XD

[Callista]

Dear Urist McDeceased,
I understand that throwing a tantrum and punching somebody is the natural response to the death of a pet bunny. But did you really have to choose the fortress's steel-clad, Legendary-Hammerdwarf militia captain as your punching bag? The peasants are still cleaning your brains off the dining room floor, where they're doing about as much good as they did while they were in your thick skull.

With The Usual Exasperation,
Your Overseer.

[wer6]

Dear Urist McDeceased,
I understand that throwing a tantrum and punching somebody is the natural response to the death of a pet bunny. But did you really have to choose the fortress's steel-clad, Legendary-Hammerdwarf militia captain as your punching bag? The peasants are still cleaning your brains off the dining room floor, where they're doing about as much good as they did while they were in your thick skull.

With The Usual Exasperation,
Your Overseer.

dear overseer

i just wanted to spar!