Entry 6
We...
Are...
AWESOME!
I don't know how we pulled it off. I really don't, but we beat them. We beat all of them.
Of course I wasn't expecting to survive this without any kind of damage; two military dwarves died in the battle. But the important thing is we showed 'em what we were made of! We showed that that if they try to mess with us we'll teach 'em a lesson that they won't soon forget!
There was a small celebration of our victory going on in the dining room. I have written a short speech for the occasion:
"Fellow dwarves of Trampletongs! Lend me your ears!
Today we achieved great victory! We defeated enemies who were better equipped and in much, much greater numbers! But before we celebrate we must remember what it cost us. We must remeber our brethren, who have fought bravely but were killed brutally by this very same enemy.
We are never truly safe! There is always risk! There is always another enemy around the corner! But with your help we can face these risks! Complete these challenges and defeat these foes! With your help... We shall craft shields that will stop every blow! Axes that will cut down all challenges! Walls so high even dragons won't be able to fly over them! Machines that can tame magma itself!
If we work together we can perform feats that even the gods themselves can't do.
Tonight we shall feast! But tomorrow? Tomorrow we shall work to make Trampletongs the greatest fort that ever was or will be!"
It was a good speech. I got as far as the second sentence before I was flooded in mandates.
"We need better walls! With a parapett!", "We need crossbowmen!", "CAPES!", "(mumble mumble)", "We need to let our prisoners go, man! Maybe they just need a hug!"
I let out a deep sigh. For some reason, I just couldn't become angry over this sheer stupidity. "My brothers and sisters! As the leader of this fort I promise you we shall do all of those things!"
A mass of cheers emerged from the audience.
"Except for the hugging our enemies thing. That's just stupid."
"Aww."