A Little *late* by my standards for a update, so heres the update I missed cause my Girlfriend wanted to goto the fair.
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Summer has arrived finally. Thought the season of the elf would never end. You know spending three months in this place, really made it grow on me. I am content, heh the moaning of the dead don't bother me, It pretty much sounds like wind. Only more eerie and dwarf-like, but my best-friend's uncle's sister's dog made that sound. So in a twisted way, It's just like home. I already began polishing my armor and weapons, never go anywhere without the stuff... Not the polish, my armor, sword, and axe.
That Hugo guy is the kinda dwarf that mutilates first, thinks of drinking during, then sleep after. Doesn't matter there is a use for muscle, Altho I'd wouldn't call him dumb... Not just yet...
The main medical chamber has been carved. Leaving a small room in the middle for medical staff to be housed. All thats left is the sick rooms to be carved under the medical chamber and the workshop area. As I thought, funny I am not even the leader of the misson yet I'm in command. Maybe its because of my weapons? Stopping as I felt the gentle summers breeze brush my face and russle by hair, the iron rings holding my braids together softly clinked, combined with the sound of grass bowing to the wind. Made this cursed place seem more like heaven. Then it was gone replaced with the cold touch and moans of dead souls, grumbling from the workers. And that small moment of bliss was tucked away into my memory. I still have that.
28th of Hematite, Early Summer. Led and Urdim finally got the workshop area clear, by request from Catton and Tekkud more barrels needed to be made, HA! Made! what jokers, I told them to go loot the hills, thats where there damn barrels be.
BAH! All these complainers, and we all know about the bloody dead, Astis knows. Grabbing my helmet I headed for the outdoors "Hugo where you going?" Bloody bastards want to know everything, always everything, instead of exploding and stangling the poor lout I responded with a cheerful "Going hunting." a dumbfound look struck his face, and he scrunched it up like a goblin was kissing his mother. "But your a Captain not a hunter..." ABOUT TIME someone uses my title. Waving him off I headed towards the seals. Poor buggers. And poor Doren.
Buckling the last strap on my boots, Catton bust through the doors screaming "Migrants!" my heart skipped a beat, finally some help in this accursed land. Soon it will be cleaned up and repaired to its formor glory, and these blasted bloodly ghost go away. First newcomer is Momuz Godenmuthir Mason with some Animal Training, Bembul Egastmorul Fisherman also has some skill in surgery he has been labeled as a Medical Dwarf, Cerol Ninurrigoth Wood Burner has some skills in Masonry and Siege Engineering he could be of use later perhaps, Lorbam Tashemineth Woodcutter my kind of dwarf used to me a Mace Dwarf also did some brewing in the army, then lastly Stodir Mengzat Suturer thats all he does so hes a Medical Dwaf. Sigh all this writing really can wear somedwarf out. I'm going to go hurt and hopefully kill something.
Some more migrants came, a great handful to help with bringing this fortress to its glory from 11 up to 20. We have begun the clean-up of the old Fortress. Soon we will have all the debris removed. Floors and rooms rebuilt. The self distruct really did a number on the layout. But I have faith it can be rebuilt. Hugo
With the hopes of moving the acual living quarters of the outpost to the fortress I have made the outpost's medical chambers to the burial grounds. We have removed most of the old workshops and furniture in the old fortress. Next is flooring over the holes, building walls, and getting a useful defence built.
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