The dwarves of Fordedsabres don't always have the best luck.
In the spring of 131, the fortress was visited by Ovexirit Numediumsacrexi, the Minotaur Child. The civilians were ordered inside, while the marksdwarves were ordered to take positions on the walls. The Minotaur approached from the southeast, and nimbly dodged all the bolts that were fired at it, as it made its way toward the open drawbridge in the northern wall.
As the guest approached, it alarmed a Zinger which was pastured just outside the front wall. The Zinger chose to burst into flames, setting a great fire which devoured the grass around it, as well as the Minotaur.
The fire continued to spread, north and south, stopping only for the brook to the east, and the fortress's walls to the west. The civilians were kept inside. The bridge was ordered closed, but not in time; the fire had spread to the grassy inner courtyard. The fire continued to burn around the fortress, devouring all the grass to the north, south and west.
Eventually the fire in the inner courtyard burned out, and the civilians were allowed to take stock of the damages. The cage traps in the courtyard were intact, but the wooden cages had been destroyed. Many dwarves cried out that there were no cages to replace them. Over and over they cried. Orders were given to forge some new copper cages.
One of the ammo bins had also been destroyed, dropping its ammo into a nice little pile on the western edge of the ammo stockpile.
As the fires continued to spread to the far western edge of the land claimed by Fordedsabres, a caravan of elves chosen that moment to appear.
The elves appeared in the west.
In the fire.
Sometimes, Fordedsabres does have a bit of good luck after all.