I couldn't feel but let down. I had come to foldedlens with no expectations, yet putting your most talented medical dwarf as a hauler? This was a grave insult in all ways dwarven. Luckily it seems fate had greater plans in store, for I was somehow placed in governance of this outpost. Then again, fate does like screwing with people.
My first act as overseer was to elect myself as the chief medical dwarf. I'm sure Urist McnameIforgot was doing a splendid job, but
I was more qualified.
While heading to my new office I noticed the massive amount of stone chips spread everywhere, does no one know of a janitor here? I'm not sure if I'm walking down the hallway or trying to mine my way through.
As soon as I settle in some dwarf claiming to be the "manager" burst in with a list of everything he needed crafted. Some of the stuff was practical, while bits were downright silly. Who needs sixty waterskins? Do we even have that large of a military?
While I'm heading to examine the military, some dwarf comes screaming to me while complaining about a bee sting. Being the kind soul that I am, I escort him to the hospital and chop his finger off.
Being inquisitive, I head to see where the bee came from. It turns out the previous overseer had an extreme love for bees.
2nd Granite
Couldn't sleep, scraping sound from below all through the night. I head down to see what the disturbance is, only to find a constant stream of dwarves dragging more stones to who knows where. Ordered a stop to it. Went back to sleep.
23rd Granite
One of our masons has suddenly become extremely quiet and began gathering unorthodox materials, I keep a close eye on him.
25th Granite
He has stopped raiding our storerooms and began working on something, I have no idea what it is supposed to be.
1st Slate
Oh, it was just a gem encrusted millstone. If I could find the captain of the guard, I would order him punished for wasting materials.
7th Slate
I swear I saw two puppies sparring this morning, maybe I truly am mad? To take my mind off it, I go to "Diagnose" another patient
26th Slate
I found about thirty dwarves standing around doing nothing. It seems a previous overseer had told them not to haul anything. This includes such useless dwarves as a novice dyer. I briefly consider the strategy of having useless dwarves do nothing while your best and most qualifed dwarves,
such as myself, do menial tasks.
17th Felsite
A scream came from outside. It seems an animal trainer was ambushed by goblin crossbowmen and shot directly in the heart. I order our military into action and send a few war dogs with one of their members.
19th Felsite
It seems the elves have chosen this time to arrive, they shall die along with the goblins.
20th Felsite
Cancel that, the elves just walked into another goblin ambush. Lets see how many the goblins can kill.
23rd Felsite
Some of these crazy elves made it to the trade depot, at least they can take useless trinkets in trade
26th Felsite
I am informed that the goblins have fled the area. Our casualty list is a speardwarf, axedwarf, the ambushed animal trainer, and about ten wardogs. The recruit I gave the dogs to seems a bit angry about that last part.
27th Felsite
In celebration of the goblins being gone a child throws a party. I would attend, but I have patients to "diagnose".
29th Felsite
The previously mentioned recruit is throwing a rather funny tantrum. He decided the best things to hit were his own pets, so he is promptly killing his own dogs, which makes him worse. (He's managed to kill more dogs than the goblins did)
26th Malachite
A jeweler just passed me in the hallway chanting something while claiming to be possesed. I can't decide whether myself seeing nothing wrong with this, or that I want to "diagnose" him as being the worse of the two.
1st Galena
In a brief moment of clarity, I discovered what to do with all of this useless rock. BEGIN OPERATION: THROW STUFF IN THE VOLCANO!
8th Galena
Jewler comes out holding a figurine of elves and humans killing each other. At least he knows what I like
19th Galena
Human traders. I hope they brought something alcoholic.