From the diary of The Mad Fool, Chief Medical Dwarf:
16th Felsite
And so, it seems, the fate of the world would be sealed not by the hands of Demons, but by us, the very Dwarves who imprisoned them. And while the world burns, we drink and eat and live here in the darkness of the undermountain. The world above is claimed by the legions of Hell, while the world below becomes our Dominion.
Exquisite.
5th Malachite
Ever since we walled ourselves off from the world, I have found myself with much less to do, the net effect being that I have had much more time for my experiments. Unfortunately, I often lack for test subjects, which means I have had to go to moderately extensive means to keep my patients alive after their procedures. An annoyance, but ultimately worthwhile.
I have begun to hear whispers, however, that the Overseer has begun a new project, one involving the magma core. The others have not worked it out, yet, I think, but such clues are more than enough for my vast intellect. The Overseer has regained some lucidity, I suspect, for his guilt has now driven him to burn us all. I have seen no need to divulge this to the others, of course. We are, as one, born of Moldath. It is only befitting that Moldath's blood take us in turn.
Besides, I have been here for a long time, and life in Deathgate has grown...monotonous. Melting would be a nice change of pace. After all, I've never melted before. I must remember to take notes on the experience.
7th Malachite
My suspicions have been confirmed. How marvelous.
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