Journal of Crustypeanut Momuzushat “Cryptbasements”, Chef and Mayor of Ingizzurusul, “Ceilingchew”
Beginning this year I, Five-Star Chef of the small fortress of Ceilingchew, will become mayor for a single year. It seems to be the custom for mayors to serve but a single year, and then have another one be elected. Normally, I wouldn't even dare to run for Mayor, but I've decided enough is enough – this fortress has got to be the most disorganized, lazy, and crude place I have ever seen in my seventy-two years.
For being such a tiny fortress, having it be so disorganized is just plain sad. I could barely get the gist of where everything was, let alone organize it. Not only that, but everyone and their 800-year old dead great great great great grandmother was hanging out in the hole that could barely be called a dining room, dicking off with each other, when there was assloads of work to be done. This, was to be changed.
Everyone was reorganized based not so much on their skills, but on what their job needed to be in the fort. Dwarves like grandmaster potash makers and the two dwarves who 'thought' they could 'cook', were more useless attempting their skill set than trying to have a rabid turkey fight a tiger. Therefore, all dwarves considered useless to society were told to do jobs that required no skill – butchering, tanning, hauling, fish cleaning, and a few others. Those jobs that required skills were done by dwarves with said skills.
Ever since the changes have been made, the number of idlers have been reduced from about 45 to about 15 on average. The military was also reorganized into two simple squads – melee, and ranged.
Their barracks was moved into the larger room next door, and their old barracks will be turned into a “Dangerroom”, filled with upright spear traps. Next to the Depot, a room for trade goods was dug out, as well as a jeweler's workshop and stockpile for gem encrusting. The gemcutter's workshop was downstairs with the stockpiles for stone, wood, and rough gems. A number of bridge-doors were also constructed to protect the fortress from assaults too great.
In the primary stockpile area, walls were mined and a new room was mined out for additional storage. No longer would there be a single stockpile for every damn thing we made, but instead separate, organized piles were designed. More workshops were also built to save space. On the same level, the hospital was also expanded threefold to accommodate more patients, if needed.
I've also taken to constructing a fortification outside complete with ramparts for our archers to shoot at the enemies in safety. It was built over the pit, and has a roof as well.
Later on, a Gemcutter went into a strange mood, and began demanding cloth. Apparently, the rope reed cloth we already had wasn't going to do it for him, so we either had to get silk or wool. Neither of which were easily available to us. I've decided to dig deep in search of silk, since that is the only real one we can get in time.
While digging, we found the first cavern as well as a vein of native silver, sphalerite (zinc), and galena (lead and silver). Construction began to access the precious webs. In the cavern itself, large amounts of gold were spotted, as well as olivine, which is known to contain platinum ore. No such ore was visible for now, but digging might change that. However, for now, the webs were the most important thing.
The elves came. We let them leave with their lives, and a few of their precious wooden baubles that were completely useless to us. They had brought us offerings of alcohol, fruits, and many animals. However, none of the animals were all that useful, as none could be sheared for wool. If they had brought one of those, then we may have given them something for their trouble.
Not long after the elves left, the gem cutter seized a piece of silk cloth, as that was exactly what he needed. A few more items, including some panda leather from the panda we got from the elves, and the gem cutter began his construction.
A few weeks later, the gem cutter finished his construction – and if I do say so myself – holy shit.
In celebration of this monumental occasion, I've began a strip mining operation for gems for the legendary gem cutter to work with. So far, silver, gold, and other metals and gems have been found.
On another note – our woodcutters have completely deforested our region – not a single fully grown tree still lives. Most of the wood is being burnt to make charcoal or ash, but some of it is being used in beds, bins, and of course, training spears for our danger room.
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