Just finished my turn. Here's the save:
http://dffd.wimbli.com/file.php?id=4387The embark supplies:
The dwarves:
Johnnydigs
SirAaronIII
Maldevious
Gatleos
Biag
Varnish
Urist Mcmean
Journal of Johnnydigs:1st of Granite-Ok, so apparently I'm suppose to keep a journal now because Urist Mcmean told me to. Well if you're reading this Urist:
I HOPE ARMORK STRIKES YOU WITH THE ROT SO YOU'RE BEARD FALLS OFF AND YOU DROP DEAD!!
Ya I said it, you grumpy bald bastard. I can't believe you dragged us all to this frozen hell hole. You tore apart the wagon while giving a little speech about standing together or falling together in this god forsaken wasteland blah blah blah. If it wasn't for those two axe wielding goon henchmen you brought along you'd a have a pick in your back.
Now you force me to do all the actual fort building while you keep stocks and "supervise". Bah you
lazy littl...wait, I hear strange noises. This place is freakin me out. Where's my pick? I need to get my hairy ass underground.
10th of Granite- I take it back Urist, I'm sorry I wished Armork smite you down. I didn't mean it! It was just anger. Im sorry I called those brave dwarves, Biag and Maldevious goons.
When it was decided we were here to stay, SirAaron and I grabbed our picks and started digging through the ice to get to the stone beneath. The others were hauling all the food down to the planned entrance while Urist stayed up on the hill counting all our supplies.
Everything seemed to be going well but suddenly a dragon came out of nowhere and went straight for Urist. It wasn't even alive. Its entire body was rotting and its head was split open spilling brains everywhere it went. As soon as it scaled the hill to where all our supplies were, it opened its rotting jaws and unleashed a huge cloud of flame. Urist barely avoided getting cooked as he fled for his life.
RUN URIST RUN!!
Biag and Maldevious grabbed their axes and charged at the dragon while it was distracted. They tore it to pieces I couldn't believe it.
But right before the zombie dragon fell it unleashed one more cloud of flame and caught both of them in it.
They're both charred corpses now and another rotting dragon, this time with many heads, climbed up the hill as well. A Hydra is what this one was and it chased Urist straight into a pack of ice wolves that proceeded to tear him apart.
The whole time the rest of us hid in the tunnel Aaron and I dug out. We tried to build a drawbridge but we could not finish it before the Hydra came for us. I had Gatleos make an emergency wall to keep that thing out but now we're stuck in here and all our supplies are outside. That stinking Hydra is just camping out there waiting for us to come out.
15th of Granite-We're still stuck in here. We managed to get the two horses, a dog, and a cat inside before we built the wall. The hydra went and killed the other dog and cat stuck outside. Since we have no food I had Varnish slaughter the horses.
21st of Granite-Still digging. I'm so damn thristy. We need to do something or we'll all waste away in here. We're digging a tunnel under where most of our supplies were. Maybe we can collapse them in here but that would require us to go outside and dig channels. The hydra is still out there waiting for us.
5th of Slate-We had to risk it so we made a plan. It was simple. We dig some ramps to the surface (because trying to dig stairs from underneath doesn't work apparently) and we all run out there and get the Hydra to chase one of us while the rest dig the channels. Things change though when you haven't had a single drop of liqour in weeks. We all ran straight for the booze but had to run away when the Hydra came for us. It would always chase one dwarf but it went back for the other three that were trying to get a drink from the barrels. This went on over and over for..was it days? It felt like days.
Anyways, Varnish finally snapped, grabbed one of the axes from the charred corpses of our old comrades, and charged straight at the hydra. We all watched (and drank) in horror as Varnish battled the beast. One minute I'm watching Varnish get smacked down to the floor, the next minute my heads in the booze barrel, and when I finally have to get it out to breathe I see the Hydra is nothing more than a lump of gore on the snow. How the? Oh well, this deserves another round of drinking!
27th Slate-We collapsed all our supplies in the tunnel and completed the drawbridges. Varnish and SirAaron won't stop yelling at me. They think we should bury the corpses of the other dwarves but screw that, I ain't going out there with all those Rocs and zombie goats out there.
Gatleos has been a real pain in my ass. I hate Gatleos so much....
Everyone is too busy yelling and no one bothered to move the horse meat in the butcher's shop. Now there's miasma everywhere, god it stinks.
1st of Felsite-SirAaron refused to do any work. I had to have a long talk with him that resulted in me being cried on. Dammit my beard is all wet which then froze solid so now I AM unhappy!
13h Felsite-Had a meeting with Varnish which was nothing but a yelling contest really. I'm trying to do the best I can here. We have four rooms, a small dining room, and a big area dug out to put storage and workshops for now. Gatleos is busy smoothing out the dining room.
27th Felsite-I have to keep holding meetings with Varnish and SirAaron to discuss their "feelings" of unhappiness. Don't they know I don't give a damn? I'm trying to dig and find some carverns so we don't all starve to death later. I had Gatleos make and engrave some slabs. Maybe that will shut them up.
1st of Hematite- Summer is here. A small group of our guildmates are suppose to migrate here in the summer. I don't know how they'll even get in here with all the roks flying around outside.
7th of Hematite-Yes we found an underground lake. This is where we will build our fort in the caverns. Whats up there is only temporary. Time to smelt all the copper and hematite to make equipment for ourselves so we can take it.
26th of Hematite-After a long deserved break we are finally starting to smelt ores and burn wood. We also dug out some graves for our fallen comrades. The corpses are still outside being picked clean by ice wolves, so ya, we can't get to them yet.
13th Malachite-The migrants are here but our entrance is under siege by Ice wolves! We only have a couple iron mail shirts and helms. I told the others to grab the picks and axes and to prepare themselves. We have to attack or the migrants will be eaten.
16th Malachite-With a mighty roar we lowered the drawbridge and charged out the entrance. Our enemies the ice wolves, had apparantly already ran away...victory!
Three of our old guildmates have joined us in this frozen hell hole. A milker, a wood burner, and a smith who is ten times better than SirAaron. This is good news!
Also, we were finally able to recover the corpses.
10th of Galena-Work work work. I drafted the milker and wood burner as axedwarves. The migrant smith is making armor for them. I told her to smelt the cassiterite we brought to make some copper shields. She just slapped me upside the head, laughed at me, and told me cassiterite is the ore for tin not copper. What kind of idiot embarks with a ton of useless tin?
1st of Limonite- It is now autumn.The slacker smith is pissing me off. Still waiting for the soldiers to get properly equiped so we can take the caverns. Also, the female dog we managed to save was pregnant and gave birth to three puppies. All were female too.
3rd Sandstone- More migrants showed up. A herbalist, a stoneworker, another armorsmith, and a fisher. Thankfully the Ice wolves went away and the migrants came from the south east avoiding all the zombie rocs in the north.
18th of Sandstone-We have taken the caverns! All we need to do is hook up the drawbridges to levers and we will be secure. Time to relocate everything down here.
18th of Timber-A caravan has arrived! They come from the southwest avoiding the rocs in the north. I hope they like all these mugs, crafts, and instruments I made from marble.
1st of Moonstone-Winter is here. I traded a bit with the merchants but I'm not so good at this haggling business. I'm pretty sure they ripped me off. Currently trying to make more mugs to see if I can get more out of them.
14th Moonstone-The merchants packed up and left. They didn't care that we were hauling extra mugs to the depot to trade some more.
They took off in the caverns instead of going back to the surface. Good luck with that!
17th Moonstone-The trade liason took off. I told him we need wood, ores, bars, and some other stuff. He left using the front door like a sane dwarf.
1st of Obsidian-I drafted almost all the migrants. They all had skills in fighting anyways so they didn't mind. Now its just SirAaron, Varnish, Gatleos, me, and one of the smith migrants running the fort while the others train and spar. SirAaron and I are just mining and hauling. We stop to do stonecrafting or weaponsmithing as needed. Gatleos and Varnish are both cutting wood on top of their original duties. Varnish is also our temporary carpenter and mechanic too. The migrant smith is making charcoal, smelting hematite, and making armor for our badly equipped military. All of us tend to the plant fields as well.
1st of Granite-The fort is doing well thus far. We have bedrooms, a dining room, a hospital, and four big multipurpose storage/workshop rooms. My job is done and I'm sick of overseeing. Everyone keeps bothering and complaining at me and I just want to dig and be left alone. I'm handing this job over to the first dwarf that passes me in the hallway. Let someone else deal with this mess. I don't even care if its Gatleos, whom I hate with a passion.
Also,I have not forgotten about the goblin tower that looms over the mountains in the south. They've surely noticed the passing of the caravan to our fort. I have decided to name the fort Slaughtergorges, because its only a matter of time....
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