For years, I have played Dwarf Fortress, content and safe in my relative safety behind countless +Serrated Steel Disc+ traps and steel clad golem dwarves whose only challenge becomes hell itself. These were the golden days of the dwarf, when fountains flowed of rum and every bedroom was paved in gold and silver. This was the time of no worry and little strife, when the undead were weak and goblins little more than a nuisance. But this time, my friends, is over.
Now, dwarves can scarcely scrape together bronze and iron for weapons, much less armor. Traps are rendered ineffective, made of wood, bone, and stone as they are. Goblins attack in ever greater and more frequent numbers, and the countryside is darkened by the smoke of burning villages. Eldritch horrors lurk the dark and forgotten gods fall to the lands to reclaim it from the people of the mountains. The undead attack relentlessly in endless droves, ever growing from their victims. And it is said some places have become so terrifying that even the grass itself would do you harm.
This is the dawn of a new age of our Fortress. These are the Dwarven Dark Ages.
[Who else feels .19 makes the game far darker and more grim? I just got killed by an ambush. An ambush, not even a siege! And I had a military! I can't even remember the last time that happened! And terrifying biomes? You just have no bloody chance, man! Metal's too scarce to eke out anything. You can at best turtle up and never, ever dare leave through any means. If you even get that far... It certainly is nowhere near as easy as it was.]