EDIT: TL;DR Here is a hilarious
video of a bunch of
lemmings migrants going over the falls.
I was playing around with world gen settings today, to make my cavern (singular) a little less hospitable, when I found a beautiful little site. There was limestone and sand in haunted forest. And an ongoing war with the elves. Everything a dwarf could want. There were
too many trees perhaps, but axes would soon solve that. There was an aquifer too, but I've dealt with those before. I figured with a river on three sides, (and a climate warm enough to keep it liquid) I could fend off the undead
1 long enough to establish a proper fortress.
I set about completing my embark preparations. Made sure to bring two somewhat skilled soldiers and a few extra dogs. When I arrived at the site, the first thing I noticed were the lovely purple Glumprongs
2. The second thing, however, was an 11 story waterfall. I couldn't get a good angle on it in Stonesense, but this should give you an idea.
I'm somewhat ashamed to admit this, but upon seeing the waterfall, my mind immediately leapt to the possibility of using it to make my dwarves happy. Or perhaps to keep them clean. I could even build my main entrance right through...
I came to my sense before it was too late. Cleanliness and happiness are elffy thoughts. We'll have none of that here in Sliversilk. I put the waterfall out of my mind, there was more important work to be done. The aquifer only covered the northern half of the map, so I dug my entrance further south. The cliffs and stream defined our northern, western and southern boarders. The mason slowly walled off most of the eastern front. The farmer we brought was ordered to gather some of the local plants, until he had enough seeds to start a farm. The soldiers trained while the carpenter bravely slew tree after tree
2. Slowly, the five of us(Tulon and Kel were no help at all, but they kept the werewolves at bay) established the rudimentary outlines of a fortress. Immigrants in summer brought us more haulers while the miners delved deep for magma.
Still, I couldn't get the waterfall out of my mind. I had to do something with it. We are
dwarves after all. We build the impossible, corrupt the innocent and weaponize, well, everything...
...
...
The realization hit me like a cave in. I had
water flowing off a
cliff.
Scraggletag looses a roaring laughter, fell and terrible!Stay tuned to this channel for Weaponizing a Waterfall, part 2. Coming soon.
1I realize now that undead don't need to breathe.
2I have decided to spare the glumprongs from my woodcutters. I like
purple living shadows.
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