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[krenshala]

Vamps used to show their kill list, but it was a bug.  They will normally hide their history of fleeing from one group/fortress to another as well, so you got lucky having it display all that to give you a clue.


Dear Alligators of the stream The Convenient Whiskers:

Did you really have to attack our wagon before we had even had a chance to unload it? (6 Granite for those that wondered - you embark on 1 Granite. *sigh*)  I don't really mind your having killed one of the two dogs, though she would have been helpful later, but its a bit inconvenient to have you chasing my fisherdwarf and jeweler around the map while the miners are trying to dig us a place to hide from the zombies that are sure to arrive in a few months.  I will be needing them to help erect the wooden palisade that will be surrounding the portion of the hilltop we will be defending.

Likot Ushulzasit,
Expedition Leader for Inethroldeth “Cityanguished”
of Tangathurdim “The Trampled Towers”


Now I just need to figure out if I let the 'gator chase them around while I get needed stuff done or try and get the miners/woodcutters to try and kill it.  *sigh*

[Morpha]

Time to test the submerging mayor's office out on this vampire then. May as well make the most of an eternal fortress eh? Might throw a few carp in there to keep him company =P
Dear Urist McCarpenter

Urrithtusung Gar Sholid Scarconjures the Destroyer of Clutches, a willow chair. That is possibly the most badass piece of furniture I have ever had the pleasure of seeing. Welcome to your new office, private workshops, the lot. Thank you for not making another thong that menaces with spikes.

yours,
Morpha

[ObeseHelmet]

Dear Ten Militia Drudges of Gladgilt:

Kill the rutherer more efficiently, please.

[krenshala]

Dear Ten Militia Drudges of Gladgilt:

Kill the rutherer more efficiently, please.

ObeseHelmet, sir,

We're trainin'!  We've come to the 'clusion that weap'ns is fer wusses, and are trainin' up 'r fists o' doom! ... sir.

The Militia Drudges of Gladgilt

[Dude_Jebawe]

Dear dwarves of DakostDastot,

Please stop jumping into the contaminated river.

Yours truly,

Your annoyed overseer.

[Corai]

Dear crundles of Ultrablue,

Stop harrasing my women, bugging my miners, and flirting with my woodcutters. I dont need any of that, I already killed alot of you, and I dont want to train my army on worthless beings like you.


With hate love, your kobold overseer.

[ObeseHelmet]

Dear Ten Militia Drudges of Gladgilt:

Kill the rutherer more efficiently, please.

ObeseHelmet, sir,

We're trainin'!  We've come to the 'clusion that weap'ns is fer wusses, and are trainin' up 'r fists o' doom! ... sir.

The Militia Drudges of Gladgilt

Actually they are just ten random haulers drafted into a spontaneous wrestler militia because I don't have a real militia yet.

Dear crundles of Ultrablue,

Stop harrasing my women, bugging my miners, and flirting with my woodcutters. I dont need any of that, I already killed alot of you, and I dont want to train my army on worthless beings like you.


With hate love, your kobold overseer.

Corai, you would see it that way.

[UristMcDwarf]

Dear Minerdorf

What? How? I'm confused... and scared.

-holy fuckwad what,
Your overseer.

[Dude_Jebawe]

Dear Elven Ambush,

We've been living in the haunted forest for two years, subsisting on red meat and poisoned water.
Did you really think we would just lie down and let you kill us?

Sincerely, the victorious overseer of dakostdastot, "Floorswords".

[Pyro627]

Dear Urist,

You are a goddamn legendary miner. With a pick. I am the one who locked you in your bedroom.

Now, the legions of hell are rampaging outside that door. Literally. We dug into the underworld and unleashed a horde of demons onto the fortress and now the inside of the fort.

If you don't tunnel into your nice smooth wall right now, you and everyone else in this entire fortress will die.

[tahujdt]

Dear Urist,

You are a goddamn legendary miner. With a pick. I am the one who locked you in your bedroom.

Now, the legions of hell are rampaging outside that door. Literally. We dug into the underworld and unleashed a horde of demons onto the fortress and now the inside of the fort.

If you don't tunnel into your nice smooth wall right now, you and everyone else in this entire fortress will die.

Check his burrow. It needs to feature the wall to be dug and a space to dig from.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Dear Ten Militia Drudges of Gladgilt:

Kill the rutherer more efficiently, please.

ObeseHelmet, sir,

We're trainin'!  We've come to the 'clusion that weap'ns is fer wusses, and are trainin' up 'r fists o' doom! ... sir.

The Militia Drudges of Gladgilt

Actually they are just ten random haulers drafted into a spontaneous wrestler militia because I don't have a real militia yet.

...
I SEE THE PROBLEM.


Dear Splint,
I know this note's a bit late, seeing as I've already posted the update bearing the record of your idiocy, but still...why did you deconstruct part of the track, while still on the plant, and not move when someone started to push the cart down the track? Frankly, I'm impressed that you didn't fall to your death.

Sincerely,
GreatWyrmBrass, expedition leader of Zonnish Kukon.

[Splint]

Dear GreatWyrmBrass

I spaced out ok? Wasn't really thinking. How I didn't die is anyone's guess and even I'm suprised by it.

Signed,
Splint.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Well, Splint, I'm glad you survived.

[ThatAussieGuy]

To the Mountainhome

STOP SENDING MIGRANTS!

I don't have the beds or food supply to feed them all yet and most of the current population are busy building my latest engineering obscenity.


Sincerely;

The Overlordseer of Wardedfigure