Well, summer has started off on an interesting note. There is this small child, going by "Baby Demon," withdrew entirely from society. The name concerns me greatly. I am strongly considering having the child put down, and the parents as well! Honestly! Naming a child after our bloodthirsty enemies? This is the greatest affront to our honor I have yet seen. Anyway, she started gathering a large number of rather valuable items and started making something. Clearly the sign of a greatly troubled mind.
Meanwhile, AnimaRytak III, proud descendent of our great founder, was possessed by some horrid spirit, and is currently tearing about his room throwing all manner of things to the winds. I can only pray that the serfs haulers manage to place some coffins quickly and get bodies inside them, so that we may get this tortured soul out of the body of this poor dwarf.
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Well, it would seem that all is well. The blasphemous child has created a bed out of bone, and the mad spirit left AnimaRytak. However, it was not due to the body of the spirit being placed in a coffin, so I am strongly considering having those worthless ingrate haulers flogged. However, since we have so few, my options are limited. In the meantime, the bed has given me an idea. I shall set up my own personal quarters in Hell! I have drafted plans for a magnificent room, and have sent the masons to clean up floor in the meantime. I can't imagine it would take a long time.
OOC: I got the floor of the bunker as clean as I could. I basically designated all floors to be removed, and then rebuilt them. I could have placed statues, but we have so few haulers that this seemed a better option. Didn't take too long regardless.
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Dire news today! The brave dwarf to shoot down the sapphire demon, Ezum Lunkubuk, was caught by a goblin ambush today. After some investigation, I found that he was outside collecting a cage from a previous ambush. All dwarves have been forbidden from touching those cages, at least for now. Happily, the goblins were all caught in traps. Once we are sure that the area is safe, we shall bring them inside and make them pay! In the meantime, they are caught outside in cages, so they'll be uncomfortable at the very least. I hope at least one of them gets eaten alive by a hyena or something.
On a brigh...well, different note, the human caravan managed to show up unannounced and get to our depot. I have not yet found out what peon is responsible for this travesty, but they shall be dealt with. In the meantime, I took everything that had not been moved from our depot, and effectively traded our depot for their caravan. Hopefully this shall spread our name to the corners of the world and draw some peasants to us. Otherwise, we shall have to cease our conquest for at least a decade, and that would simply be a disgrace.
Once that happens, of course, we shall need to destroy every caravan that comes to us from those filthy demon-worshippers to make up for the profit! Maybe kill some traders, too, for good measure. We have to be careful, though. I've heard that humans keep note of all traps they see, so we may need to secure our entrance more creatively at some point.
Autumn ended with the end of trading. My bedroom is coming along nicely, and the military is still training, albeit slowly. The less dignified dwarves are busy serving me and the military, which is fitting for our greatness. I must say...This is the life!
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Topic: Deathgate - And We Must Scream (Finished Succession Game) (Read 867284 times)