Not many orders, so this will probably be a low content update. We'll see.
Billybob's Memoirs
1st Moonstone
There is a dire lack of plants around here; a problem I must fix. I grabbed the nearest Laborer and elevated her to status of Farmhand. This has not been one of my best moves; she is very opposed to my beliefs. Argh. Apparently she is recently married, so unlike
every other person's apprentice (which seems to be a pattern around here) there will be none of that strange romance going on.
I was also a little put off by the lack of goblins, so I double checked.
They do in fact exist, they just haven't hassled us yet. Huh, how did we find out about them if they haven't attacked yet though..?
Therleth's Log
23rd Opal
Crossbow Marmot is doing quite well. I'm going to reassign him to military duties so that he can train for the impending threat. Something just does not feel right...
Babylon Quarterly
28th Opal
Valrandir and his mad housing project march on. I must respect the idea that he will do it himself, instead of relying on the labor of others, and that it is for the common man. This place may be shit, but at least he makes it bearable. That is, until he starts telling me to smooth his project.
Kipi jumped to it like the overactive try-hard that she is. I'm reluctant to let a novice do the work of an expert satirist like myself. I haven't gotten to engraving yet, but I suppose I will cross that hurdle soon enough.
At this point, Valrandir is a Talented Miner.
Therleth's Log
13th Obsidian
I will not be outdone.
Proficient Pump Operator.
14th Obsidian
We all knew this day was coming. Now to prove just how ready we are for it. Charge!
Nigel and his Apprentice's cage trap line caught a goblin, and I believe it will snare a few more. Our four squads, The Awe-Inspiring Diamonds (myself), The Geared Greennesses (Nergal), The Faint Shields (Miss) and The Tin Decency (Crossbow Marmot) head out to intercept.
Before engaging, I already caught site of not one, but four captured goblins in our cage traps. The last objective is clear. Fight the remainders!
...we now have four goblin prisoners.
Scruffy's Autobiography
27th Obsidian
My dear fellows, I seem to be sober. How strange. This is due to a chain of reaction in our processing lines, pinpointed to one source.
Our dedicated brewer has been strucken with some strange convulsions! This is absolutely ruffling! Woe befall this fort--
At this time, someone informed Scruffy of the reserve boozeSlobber and scribbling is wiped across the rest of the page-- END OF WINTER 102 --
Woo, we're two years old! And... probably down one Brewer! He's requesting Plant Cloth, which due to Fuzzy's dyetheworldandmakeitintomasterpiecesocks campaign, we are out of! Pig Tail doesn't even grow in spring! So... uhh... Gotta hope he holds out for a season until the Elves get here, and take some cloth from them. Woo.. It's a Mason mood, by the by. So, what will your dwarves do for the next season?