((Am I the only one who couldn't get into the forums at all yesterday?))
Events of the Early Summer
Remalle and Peregar were holding the bonecarver off with a broken larch chair. “Look, I’m sorry that we couldn’t find any shells! Could you please not kill us?”
The bonecarver didn’t reply, at least not in a sensible way. He had a sharpened elk bird rib in one hand, and it was only luck that he hadn’t managed to land a blow yet.
“You can’t reason with him, Peregar! This is the sort of thing that- oh god,” Remalle barely avoided being stabbed, “that happened in the old fort! He needs to be put down!”
“How?”
A shadow loomed behind the berserk dwarf. The Scout, his face calm, swung his morningstar in long overhead sweep. The bonecarver’s skull was crushed, and he collapsed like, well, like an extremely dead dwarf.
Remalle wiped a bit of blood and brain from his face. “... Like that.”
Wilberforce and the others arrived in the workshops a moment later. They saw the body.
“Poor fellow. He’ll receive the finest burial we can give him.”
“He tried to kill me!” Peregar shouted, still very shaken.
“Well, we can’t give him a
very fine burial.”
Any further conversation was interrupted by the sound of screams coming from below. Wilberforce looked down, and then said “To the bedrooms!”
The dwarfs who still had the energy (most of them were still recovering from the battle) raced after Wilberforce. They ran down the stairs, and into the dining halls, where everything was silent again, beside the noise of the waterfall.
“Who was down here last, by the way?
“Just Tun the engraver, I think. He’s not in the military, and he told me he had some work to do, so-“
“To Tun’s room!”
When they finally arrived, they found a scene eerily similar to the one they had found in Ishar’s room. Oh, there were a few minor details that were different. Tun was on the floor, rather than the bed, and it was his left leg that had been torn off and used as a paint brush.
“I see this ghost went in for more of an abstract message, no clear words here,” Wilberforce noted after looking the scene over.
"I think this one was the child... he might not know any words yet... or, well..." Remalle stopped when he saw the others giving him what could only be described as "looks". "What? I'm just guessing! There's only one other ghost that's violent that we know of, and Mosus said it sounded like a child!"
Wilberforce clapped him on the back. "Not a problem, my boy. I'm just thrilled to see we have an expert on ghosts on our side."
"I'm not a-"
Wilberforce smiled, and quietly said, "Well, you're the closest thing we have, Remalle. So unless you find yourself wanting a repeat of what happened here before, it is my own expert opinion that you
become an expert, as it were."
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There were three other dwarfs who also hadn’t been involved in the battle, or any of the ensuing chaos. They were Siverix, a soap maker, who’d spent most of his time in Oceanbridge trying to get the importance or even existence of his profession recognized. Roy, a woodcrafter and animal trainer, and Argon, furnace operator and siege engineer. They were exploring the lower levels, in a vain quest to find another path to the magma forges.
They had discovered several things. First, there were tunnels everywhere. Second, planning and foresight clearly had not been foremost in the original inhabitants minds.
The winding corridor they had found eventually led to a loosely packed basalt wall that looked built, rather than natural. Working together, Roy and Argon managed to pull away some of the debris, revealing a large, water filled room... and an unusual skeleton.
The three went back to the surface rather quickly. The trouble with exploring was that you sometimes found things
Dwarfs
Next: Bird-Men and Yak-Lords
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Id like to be dorfd as Mr. Anderson in the next migrant wave. He will be part-time military, part time forge worker.
I shall try, presuming we ever get another migrant wave.
EDIT: Also, Peacespray undoubtedly looks like this.
That picture delights me, I almost want to ask what it's from. But no. Screw context.
Also, Peacespray is actually a merchant yak, from the human merchants who were on the map when it was abandoned. So we have no control over him, but he does fight enemies.))
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