Journal of Un Atkustslos, Expedition Leader
Our Empress, may she live long, has decided that another outpost is necessary to hold off the teeming hordes of barbarians that are at our doorsteps. However, this outpost will be... different. We have orders to move underground, into the caverns, once we arrive at the site of our outpost. The Empress has dispatched a minimum of Gnolls to reinforce our location, so lives are valuable. We have brought the usual basic necessities; food, drink, and a small supply of every raw material in case any of us are struck by inspiration for an artifact. We also brought two sets of bronze armor, for myself and Ama, another miner. Spostro and Axstut, our other miners, will have to make do with bone and leather armor until we manage to dig up some metal. The males we brought with us are skilled in masonry and carpentry, bone and stonecrafting, and growing and finding plants.
We immediately dug into some bituminous coal, which is very promising. However, we found no other metals; we will do some extensive searching once we are secure underground. We dug into a nice area, flat and with absolutely no space above it. It will be easily defended from whatever monsters this place will spew at us. The mason-carpenter started helping me set up some walls with the slate we brought with us, and everyone else started moving our supplies down underground.
With the walls set up, we have only one way any monsters can get inside to us. I gave the males a few good hard kicks and sent them off to tidy up. The various plants were dug up, the trees cut down, and a small plot of plump helmets planted. We dug out a large area for storage purposes and filled it up with our belongings and bunkered down, preparing for our long stay here.
Someone lost the armor along the way. Without decent protection, I have forbidden anyone from leaving the safe area. The craftsman is patching together some armor frome bone and leather we got from the pigs we brought. We have so much meat that plants will be obsolete for a while yet.
Because we cannot make any real weapons, and because copper picks are not exactly the best-case scenario for me, I had our craftsman make a pair of obsidian swords. Ama and I have begun training with them in a hole I ordered carved into the side of our little clearing. A group of four arrived, who I immediately put to work. One has taken over the leatherworking and butchering, while the other is currently keeping track of our stocks in detail.
Notes:
I have only one cavern layer.
Fort Defense is installed, although it doesn't matter right now.
I am playing with a custom race, the Gnolls, who are slightly larger than humans.
Let's see how long this lasts, eh?