Have yourselves a lovely year.
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What the heck, went ahead and finished the journal, it would help if you guys knew what happened in those 3 months.
1st Moonstone, 193
The winter of misery is upon us. The lower class citizens continue to rebel, yet I remain stalwart in the pursuit of order. I won't stop until every last one of these criminals is either reformed, or dead.
This is complete insanity...
10th Moonstone, 193
The engravers have finished smoothing and detailing the training floor of the barracks. The place could use some filling up, but for now it is perfectly suitable for the needs of our soldiers-in-training. A statue of Ikidarsha herself has been erected in the main lobby.
17th Moonstone, 193
Rigoth Tatloshonal came to my office and placed an interesting trinket on my desk. Claims to have blacked out, and found herself holding it when she awoke. She doesn't seem to recall anything that happened in the last week.
Indeed, a fine piece of work... now if only it weren't completely and utterly useless to me.
27th Moonstone, 193
Rumor has it the Queen is considering making our region into an official county. At this point, I can't imagine why.
5th Opal, 193
It is a little known fact that I am one of the finest trappers in the kingdom. Over the last several months, the traps I've scattered all over the countryside have hauled in a good many beasts. Not the least of which were several ducks, which the Baron asked to be trained and taken to his room. I figure he's keeping them safe from all the criminals on the loose, as they are known for their duck punching antics.
11th Opal, 193
Another day, another maiming. This time it was Michael Almeida Betandegel, our most prestigious of bookkeepers. Got his left hand sliced off at the elbow by resident swordsdwarf Unib Onuldomas. Must've thought he was a goblin or something, nonetheless she'll have plenty of time in prison to think about what she's done.
14th Opal, 193
Looks like we caught ourselves a cave troll. It cornered a hapless miner and knocked him into the pond, then quickly forgot about him and proceeded to wander mindlessly into one of my cleverly placed traps. As for the miner, he's perfectly fine. Had to swim for a bit, but he made it to the cavern shore in one piece.
15th Opal, 193
What's this? The miner's have found a peculiar passage deep within the earth's crust.
It opens up to a dank, eerie cavern, literally covered in webs and swarming with cave spiders. There's enough silk down here to cloth an entire kingdom! I've established a loom on the entry ramp, now if only our weavers would stop being so difficult...
The Auto Collect Webs order is currently turned off. I've done some research, and I believe the root of the problem is that our web collectors are trying to path through water. You can probably fix this by closing off all doors to the watery cavern entirely. Be careful about letting Almeida collect webs though, he's not exactly the most expendable dwarf for the job.Ominous foreshadowing? 17th Opal, 193
The miners have found copper. Yes, MORE copper. At this rate, we could theoretically start building the entire fortress out of the stuff. Time to dig deeper I guess.
20th Opal, 193
The miners have struck obsidian! Seven whole layers pure, glassy obsidian! Now we might be able to replace all this useless goddamn rhyolite.
27th Opal, 193
There was another murder today, Kogsak Mafoldumat was the victim's name. She was the young lass who had her foot torn off by a troll all those months ago. And of all the people in this fortress, Mayor Etur Degelerar was the last one I would've expected to commit cold-blooded murder. Afraid I'm going to have to put him away for a long, long time.
1st Obsidian, 193
The mayor did not take the news of his 256 day sentence very well. In fact, he went completely nuts! Said he'd rather die than go back to prison, and attacked us in a blind rage. We had to put him down for good this time. Come now, it can't be
that bad... can it?
2nd Obsidian, 193
No one seems to care that he's gone; murderers are not worthy of respect in the eyes of the people. I've personally chosen Mosus Rakustlektad to succeed him as mayor of Crewtowns.
Mosus, truly a name most befitting a leader.
"SPISHABAN! LET MY PEOPLE GO!"
5th Obsidian, 193
Magma? Barely 27 stories beneath the surface!? This is unprecedented! The very lifeblood of the earth is now ours to command!
10th Obsidian, 193
Reg is complaining about the disembodied head she found underneath the bed in her cell. I tell her to just ignore it.
18th Obsidian, 193
The goblins are at it again, sending us another ragtag group of assassins to slaughter. And they actually managed to kill a single dwarf this time, ha!
19th Obsidian, 193
I cannot for the life of me understand the logic behind destroying a bridge while standing on top of it... but this guy pulled it off, and earned himself a life-relieving dunk in the river. The stupid arse even took one of our steel axes with him! While he certainly won't be missed, his actions have led to our miners becoming stranded in the caverns until we can get the drawbridge fixed up again. Here's to hoping the ogres don't find them before that happens.
24th Obsidian, 193
The bridge is up and running again, and the miners are once again safely inside the fortress walls. One of the returning, Kogsak Atekgoden, claims to have not only come face-to-face with a blind cave ogre, but slain it singlehandedly! I didn't believe it at first, but she does have the trophy to prove it. Didn't think any living creature could bleed that much. Just to be safe, I sent the Bronze Grizzlies down there to exterminate any more potential threats.
Note: I momentarily recruited her into the military, set her weapon to "Pick", and ordered her to fight back. I was pretty surprised when she completely murdered the thing.27th Obsidian, 193
Never in all my years have I seen a more shallow, useless, incompetent, rebellious, psychopathic band of dwarven mongrels. I see only one solution for such ilk... they have to die. My assistants and I have rounded up all those we have deemed "insane" and isolated them in the prison cellar, where they will be a threat to no one but themselves. Should they succumb to their vandalous ways and break any of the cages inside, they will have to face the immediate repercussions of their actions: in the form of slavering, murderous fiends.
The catacombs will be expanded to accommodate all of the... new arrivals.
1st Granite, 194
I've had enough. I am henceforth stepping down from the responsibilities of Overseer of Crewtowns, and devoting the rest of my days here to cleaning up this mess. I have failed my queen... and I have failed the people. I sought to bring order to this place, and in the end have only left it in chaos. In the pursuit of justice, I had forgotten what is truly important, and abused the people in their time of need. Countless dwarves lay dead as a consequence of my decisions. I may have succeeded in bolstering the wealth of our society by a factor of ten, but at what cost?
Cost to dwarfy lives, that's what.
At the start of that fateful Summer siege, there were 186 dwarves in Crewtowns. Now... 137, and dwindling.
Lot's of stuff I wanted to do but wasn't able to finish because of all the rampaging fuckasses, so I got a bit lazy in the last half of the year up to the last week. Most notably, there's a spot for Ikidarsha's tomb being mined out on the upper barracks, glass coffin goes in the center of that. Spishaban could also use one, if you could be so kind. I had planned on a more climactic finisher, one that involved drowning in the reservoir every single no-skill tantrumer I could find, and dumping their bodies into the magma... but by the time I got around to doing it, it was already too late. So I settled for just locking them away
It's a bit of a mess right now, but you should be relatively fine since everyone in that crazy circle of friends is either dead or trapped in the prison cellar.
All of the named dorfs are still fine, although Michael did get his left hand chopped off