And so begins my game
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After hearing no news from Portalpriests for months, our Queen Kogsak Likotesis sent me, Hugo Bronzelances. Why me? I asked Kogsak that very question. It must have been my reputation as Captain of the Guard, being one of the first of our kind and 98 years old to boot. And never taking any sick leave. So I and six other fellow dwarves are to be sent off to investigate what happened there, and to salvage whats left...
Apon arrival, we found several bodies and goods littering the landscape, equally rotting in the sun. Standing within the enterance of Portalpriests was quite eerie. With the only noise being the wind blowing through the now empty halls and dripping water echoing in the fortresses depths. "Ok lads, time to settle into our new home." with that statement nervous glaces were cast about. And the rebuilding of Portalpriests begun...
Taking the first step towards the enterance I was greeted by super-natural howling which sent shivers down my spine.
Kivish Logemzoz Ghostly Soap Maker can be heard howling throughout the fortress!
Beckoning Catton and Tekkud to acompany me into the fort, as we three were the only armed ones, save for the miners Urdim and Led. Traveling through the halls I got this sickening feeling, like something was wrong. Then I heard it, a faint clicking sound that gradually got louder. "Turn back now! Run!" I yelled at Catton and Tekkud, with all of us running for the exit, the clicking was now faster and louder almost keeping pace with my frezied heart rate. They ran clear and I jumped into the sunlight just as a enomous explosion could be heard in the fortress.
A section of the cavern has collapsed!
Dust blew out the enterance like flames from a dragons maw. "By Astis what the Hell was that?" standing up and eyeing my fellow dwarves "Well men. I suggest we carve out a small outpost in that cliff there. At least untl help arrives. Who knows what dangers there are in there or out here." everyone nodded in agreement.
Standing on the cliff overlooking the fortress I heard another succession of clicks followed by another explosion.
A section of the cavern has collapsed!
Astis help us, what could have drove these dwarves to self-distruct the fortress? A unforseen enemy? Simple madness? Perhaps some sort of record can be found in the ruins. Right now the miners are digging out the tempory living/working quarters, and farms. Dragging all the supplies up the damn cliff, mountain, hill whatever the fuck this is. Worse thing is im in full uniform, But the only dangerous thing here is a small cluster of hoary marmots. For added protection I've assigned everyone two war hounds.