I am Noodle, or as I like to call myself, the great engineering spirit.
My first reincarnation in this fort grew unsuitable for use when it was consumed by the mad determination energies I fed it.
My second reincarnation was too careless, and before I knew it, I found myself separated from the body once again.
Therefore, I must be careful when choosing a suitable container for my spirit, someone who possesses both physical and mental aptitude...
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Careful searching has shown that there are no more great mechanics in this fort
Oh who cares I'll just grab some random dwarf and begin my rule.
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Early Spring
AnimaRytak, whether out of boredom or an overly large ego, has decided to forfeit the position of overseer and instead insist on being called the Overlord of Deathgate. With the position free for taking and no one else wanting the job, I have once again been gifted with power as the overseer of Deathgate.
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We are close.
We are so very close to uncovering the secrets of the deep, yet all of the previous fort overseers have been too fearful of doing so.
Excuses like, “the army is too small” or, “we don’t have enough weapons” or even “we’re just not ready yet,” have all been tossed around in an effort to delay the excavation, but if you ask me, they’re all just cowards trying to pass their responsibilities down to the next successor.
That final layer of stone will be broken before the end of my reign.
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Early Spring (cont.)
Research on dusty and ancient tomes of old have shown that the creatures of hell are unlike any that are seen on the above world.
For starters, they are immune to magma and water, as their curse hardened bodies can neither burn nor drown.
Second, they possess an unnatural deal of dexterity, and as such, simple conventional weapon and cage traps are rendered useless when dealing with such monstrosities.
And third, they feel no pain, suffer no disease, and in combination with their insatiable hunger for blood and the pain of others, they become some of the most dangerous foes known to the world, having the ability to match even the best adamantine clad legendaries of our race.
Considering all of these factors, I have drawn out a multi-stage plan which will be enacted to wear out the incoming wave of demonic forces.
Stage #1
When the demons begin their initial assault, their numbers will be too numerous to take out using raw beard strength alone. To halt their advance, I have rigged the hallways so that they shall collapse the moment something greater than dwarf weight passes by.
Stage #2
I have also ordered a long and twisty hallway to be dug out so as to serve for the perfect killing field for death through impalement. Digging out the field itself is easy, but the great number of spears, mechanisms, and designcraft required to properly create one may require the greater part of the year. Nevertheless, it should do well in thinning out the ranks from the survivors of the cavein.
Stage #3
After acquiring permission from a general morality census, I've been given the option of sacrificing our prisoners for the greater good. The arena I've ordered to be dug out has been specially designed to look like the corpse of a decrepit goblin so as to reduce the range and effectiveness of demon based fire blasts while also providing a good aesthetic look once it inevitably becomes covered in blood and gore.
Stage #4
Should all else fail, I have prepared a construction in advance that will smite any remaining demonic forces with the combined power of fire and water.
Power for the device will be drawn from the BATTEREY itself
but whether the design will actually work or not, I have absolutely no clue...
How long the fort will survive once hell is opened, only the gods will know, but whether we live or die, a last stand we shall make.