As soon as we began digging into the mountainside for fear of beasts far fucking worse than the elk we've seen, I found damp stone. After inspecting the surroundings, I believe this is an Armok-damned aquifer.
Nirmek bless me, this will be some tough son of a fort to establish!
After having excavated some farm space, for fuck knows what plant will grow, I'm not a farmer, a deadly blizzard came. I had to order everyone inside because they don't have the fucking brains not to stand in the open and freeze like a snowdwarf.
We have tried breaching the aquifer, but with no mechanisms to make stone, some useless cocksucker would have to sacrifice themselves. But what with such an enclosed space, those bastards started socialising. Me, I only like this other miner fella. He seems the right dwarfy stock. I decided to check South if we can perhaps avoid the aquifer.
This place is the worst I've ever seen. Nirmek fucking damn them, why did they put ME, of all people, in charge of the map? Bloody idiots. The blizzard raged for a month and a half before finally stopping. It started again after a week. Damn this place.
Stone! We have struck claystone! This is some very good news! With a bit of luck, we'll be able to dig down through the aquifer with this.
Damn it! I found damp stone while mining but I assumed it was from the aquifer layer above us. I was wrong. THis shit is bloody 4 levels deep! I don't think we can breach that. I hope our bloody carpenter can wall that section off before it flushes us out like some fucking rats from a sewer! Thankfully, the water levels rise fairly slowly. If we consider a cheetah slow.
Summer arrived, and while that aquifer is proving to be a real tough challenge, I think the fort is doing fairly well. Except for the fact most people are friends. Nirmek damn their arses.