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Vile Riverside

1 (5.6%)

Forested Mountain

0 (0%)

Mountain Spring Cave

10 (55.6%)

Elven Deep Forest

2 (11.1%)

Human Grassland

1 (5.6%)

Forest Graveyard

3 (16.7%)

Ocean Icefield

1 (5.6%)

Total Members Voted: 18

[IronyOwl]

Search the nearby areas for sand and clay.

[evilcherry]

Collects anything of use in the area, including food and fuel.

I propose Azen shall get no food if he does not fell at least one tree a day.

OOC: Seriously, that axe should be put into use.

[noah22223]

OOC: Its a war axe.
And Azen brought most of the food, anyways.

[IronyOwl]

OOC: You can still use it for woodcutting. And Azen's tied for fourth in terms of who brought the most food.

[noah22223]

OOC: No. Jorudmor is no woodcutting implement! He's a finely tuned weapon of war, and will be used as such.

[Askot Bokbondeler]

why don't you guys have that discussion in character? seems like a nice opportunity for roleplay

[evilcherry]

Gethor stood up and yelled: "No work, no food. Now, the one who has the axe, pick it up and fell a tree. We need them badly for fuel and beds."

[noah22223]

Azen throws his axe at a tree, causing it to lodge into it.
"Fine."
In three swings, the tree lay on the ground.
In 3 more swings, there sat a refined log.

[evilcherry]

OOC: how much wood has Azen chopped at the first place?

[noah22223]

OOC: 1 log, but his axe training allows him to deliver blows that even a tree couldn't resist.

[Glowcat]

Can I become a migrant? I'd like to try this.
If so,

Spoiler: Character Sheet: (click to show/hide)

Name: Glodin Spurnedache
Gender: Male
Appearance and Personality: A traveled dwarf who doesn't care much for his personal appearance... or hygiene. His coarse unkept black beard haphazardly splits off and points in every direction from his face. It's hard to even spot his earthen brownish tan underneath the mat he calls body hair. Eschewing civilized dwarven society, Glodin prefers to live in the outdoors with a trusty crossbow and warhound at his side. He has heard of a new Fortress being established far away from any city and felt it presented an opportunity to ply his trade to those who need it.
Age: 31
Social Class: Street Dog
Religion: Smaug
Stats:
 Burliness(+): 16
 Stoutness: 15
 Brains: 15
 Intuition: 14
 Coordination: 18
 Slyness(-): 14
 Jollity: 3
 Divinity: 5
 Luck: ?
Labors:
 Major: Ranger
 Minor: Animal Trainer
 Extra(s): Woodworker
Equipment:
Ranger's Uniform (18☼)
Hunter's Bow (22☼)
Bolt Quiver (16☼)
Utility Knife (12☼)
Axe (15☼)
Mechanical Saw (32☼)
Bag x 2(6☼ e, 12☼ t)
Animal Harness x 2 (22☼ e, 44☼ t)
Coke x 3 (6☼ e, 18☼ t)
Honey Mead x 7 (6☼ e, 42☼ t)
Trecker's Lunch x 6 (8☼ e, 48☼ t)
Dog (Female) x 2 (10☼ e, 20☼ t)
1☼ unspent
Personal Item:
"Samwise", Exceptional Male Hunting Dog

[Neyvn]

"Don't worry about me then, I give that Cave a good look through..."
Neyvn muttered as he pulled himself into the saddle of his Mount, the cavern rat adjusting its position to the dog's hunch before making a little nest of sorts in the fur. Neyvn reached down to the side of his saddle and unhitched what appeared to be a Whip of sorts, made from Splunker's vine, and attached it to the belt next to the climbing gear that was already there. His axe was slung over his shoulder in a way that it was ready to grab as needed.
"I'll be back before ya know it..." He called as he and his mount bounded away towards the cave entrance...

Inspect the Interior of the Cave. Don't go too deep but check to see if anything is currently living there.

[Bdthemag]

Add me as a migrant

Character Sheet

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Stiric
Gender: Male
Appearance and Personality: a thin looking dwarf with an average size beard and moustache. He found out quickly in his life
that he had a knack for making things. He is patient and not quick to anger, when he is angry though you better be as far
away as possible. He always felt like he was strongly connected to this gods.
 Age: 54
 Social Class: Taverner
 Religion: Nothaf
Stats: This is a little complicated to explain here. See Character Creation.
 Burliness: #8
 Stoutness: #20
 Brains: #10
 Intuition: #15
 Coordination: #12
 Slyness: #5
 Jollity: #10
 Divinity: #20
 Luck: Do not fill in, this is random.
Labors: See Character Creation.
 Major: Weaponsmith
 Minor: Tactitian
 Extra(s): Stonecrafter
Equipment: See Equipment, below Character Creation.
Crafter's Toolbelt (28 Urists)
Leather Clothes (12 Urists)
2 Bars of Steel (60 Urists)
2 Bars of Iron (30 Urists)
10 Units of Stone Rum (40 Urists)
10 Units of Treckers Lunch (50 Urists)
Hammer (20 Urists)
Chain Shirt (22 Urists)
Mechanical Saw (32 Urists)
1 Unit of Cavern Stalks (1 Urists)
1 Unit of Salted Helmets (5 Urists)

Personal Item: A Necklace with various religious symbols hanging from it.

[FuzzyZergling]

Azen scouts the mountain area, keeping a look out for hostiles while Myit searches for wildlife to hunt.
Myit spots the tracks of many deer and elk, and can see fish in the river. Azen sees nothing alive during his search, but notes some arrows carved into the stone arount the cave.

As Azen is heading back, Grthor confronts him and asks him to use his axe to chop down trees.
With the two working together, one felling and the other dragging them up the path back to camp, three trees are brought to the wagon.

Zazit takes a pick and begins mining the eastern wall of the cave interior. Soon, he has a pile of stone at his feet and the nice beginnings of a tunnel.
Sandow's golem, having been orderd to mine outside the cave, waits quitely for the only pick to become available. After Zazit is finished, it begins mining outside the cave entrance, working through the night.

Tholtig serveys the area around the path, and is pleased to find sand lining the shore of the upper spring stream, which turns to sandy clay further down towards ground level.

Nevyn carefully searches the interior of the cave, for food and wildlife. There are cavern fish in the stream, and while the entrance to the cave is barren it becomes covered with plant life further in. The edge of the river is muddy and treacherous, and there are pitfalls hidden by the mat of greenery covering the floor.
There are signs of inhabitance, bones and scraps of fur littering the ground. Nevyn retreats when the path becomes too dotted with pitfalls to continue safely.

Five stone and three logs gained, no supplies lost.

The group sleeps, and the interior of the cave proves to be of adequate warmth even at night.
As the first rays of light shine down, the nine dwarves wake hungry and with thirst, and the two guards begin unloading the supplies from the horses, which they wil be taking with them.

Sandrow's golem has been working through the night, and has dug a hole straight downwards into the mountain, about six feet. There is little usable stone, and it takes Zazit, Azen, and both guards to haul it out.

Morning of Galena the first, year 2209:
Dwarves are hungry and thirsty. One stone gained.
Fortress is content. Food stock estimated to last for one month.

[noah22223]

Azen grabs a nice piece of food, and a nice barrel, and chows down.