((Sigh. The first year or two are always a bit dull.))
From the Memoirs of Wilberforce Amber RopenourishedOne year has passed, readers, since the re-founding of Oceanbridge. Or maybe it's the re-re-founding. The terminology is unclear, and probably unimportant.
I've made a few more discoveries about the state of things, mainly by casually chatting with my fellow dwarfs. Most of them come from various camps and small outposts, it seems, the mountainhomes having gone the way of non-evil birds, and so on. These outposts aren't exactly the safest these days, what with the undead birds and zombie otters, so these fellows got together an expedition, the goal being to find old Oceanbridge and rebuild it as a new home. A fine goal, but I have a feeling that they were expecting more of it to still be standing. Still, we soldier on, as always.
It's odd, but I've got the feeling that I'm not the only "old member" here. There's one who bears a strong resemblance to my old friend Neo, and another person who looks quite a bit like the engraver who went by Aussieevil.
My suspicion was also roused by the fact that they are calling themselves Aussieevil and Neo, respectively. Quite a hint, that. I'll watch A.E.; if he starts engraving horrors, it's probably the same man.
There's also a new animal trainer about by the name of Landrus, arrived with a group of refugees this week.
Not much for her to do here, I'm afraid. The undead aren't much for training. Unless she intends to train them to devour all living things, which, come to think of it, she may.
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Next: Spies and Thieves! Ok, just Spies.
((No doctors yet, no vampires, and not much of anything happening. Lots of bridge building, though. Aussie's a novice engraver, but a far more skilled blacksmith. Only engraver we've got so far.))