Log of Cagedknight, former denizen of Armordeath
22nd Limestone 126-
My body has finally given up on me. After the last battle with the fierce blizzard men I must have somehow gotten an infection. I suppose I am now to join my brethren in the afterlife. I still feel a tether to this world, however, I do not want to abandon these brave souls, at least until one of them decides to take charge. I can still direct their actions by taking possession of the lesser minded ones and forcing them to do my will. I must complete my mission or at least set its completion into motion.
15th Sandstone 126-
Not wanting my body to rot in the garbage dump, I quickly had the dwarves build me a tomb. Crude, but it will suffice for now.
Still waiting on that caravan.
17th Sandstone 126-
The first ale of Armordeath has been brewed. Normally there would be a great celebration, but in the current circumstances it is necessary for survival.
18th Sandstone 126-
As if recognizing the aroma of freshly brewed ale, reinforcements have arrived. A new living quarters must be made to support the influx of dwarves, but they are quickly welcomed as more hands are needed to accomplish our goals.
19th Sandstone 126-
Nevermind, apparently we only got 3 dwarves. Bringing the total to a rousing 9. Though that is a net gain of 2 dwarves so far. None are particularly useful to me either. The poor souls are also being chased by one of our nemeses - a blizzard man. Luckily they were able to outrun him long enough to cause a loss of interest. Unfortunately another of our dwarves has succumbed to infection, probably of the same kind that brought me down. I don't think any more are showing symptoms, thankfully.
8th Timber 126-
Another Blizzard man attack. Thankfully this one was quickly subdued, but he is still alive with every limb broken, including his head and upper body. I guess none of the weaklings can deliver the finishing blow.
14th Timber 126-
The Blizzard man is somehow still alive. I have included an image of the monster as he continually mocks our dwarves from unconsciousness.
(seriously these things can take a beating, there was another page of injuries on this guy)
19th Timber 126-
The dwarven caravan has arrived, but the blizzard man is still alive, so no goods can be brought to the depot. Hopefully the caravan guards can put an end to this invulnerable foe.
22nd Timber 126-
No the caravan has decided to completely bypass it and head straight to the depot. too bad all our dwarves are tied up there.
27th Timber 126-
Salvation! The blizzard man was able to recover enough to crawl within range of our trade depot and then was quickly dispatched by the caravan guards. I'm glad that someone around here can actually fight.
1st Moonstone 126-
We have made it to winter! Hopefully we can quickly trade with the caravan and get supplies we need to continue our mission.
4th Moonstone 126-
The broker managed to obtain a couple of fish and some booze. We need to bring more goods to the depot before the traders depart and get more though.
13th Moonstone 126-
There was a Liaison with the caravan who had the audacity to "discuss our situation". They are supposed to be helping us not die and dig to the depths, not make money off of us. Fortunately, I had the foresight to reclaim all of the old clothes of our deceased and put those up for trade, so they're not going to be stealing our valuables. If I was still alive, I would deal with him, but I mustn't let my feelings bog down the work of the remaining few dwarves.
14th Moonstone 126-
The broker managed to secure the remaining food and alcohol. He also traded for an iron sword and some metal armor, which our chief medical dwarf quickly snatched them up and proclaimed that he was the new militia commander. His name is Urist Imiknorris or something, not like it matters in this place.
20th Moonstone 126-
The merchants have left and with them goes the protection of the caravan guards. Our brave dwarves are on their own again.
SirAaronIII - sure, you have been dwarfed