From the Journal of Udil Futurebronze:
1st of Granite
Well, I've at least seen a carpenter at work before, so I nominated myself to get to work on the wood. That sweet sweet smooth wagon wood. Ahem. I've told the stooges to start unloading everything - it'll get it all out of my hair and organized, which is something.
In trying to decide where exactly we're going to get set up, I took another look at the stream. Holy carp! There's like 30 of the buggers in there. Note to self, the stream is off limits until future notice.
I've also decided I'm not going to haul junk with tweedledumb et al. I'm still running this mission, Armok help us, I think i'll take refuge in a nice smooth wagon wood workshop. Smooth.
2nd of Granite
We have a carpentry shop, and its MINE. ALL MINE. So smoooth.
3rd of Granite
I managed to shape some of our precious wagon wood into a training axe. Its not pretty, but it should suffice to chop down some trees. I called over the fighters (ok, lets be honest, they were the closest morons), handed Xenir an axe and told him to 'get to', and told the other one to wait a few moments and I'd have one for him too.
Xenir looked at what I handed him like it was a snake and held it away from him. 'What?' I asked, 'Its an axe, get chopping!' When he told me he didn't know how to use an axe I almost lost it. Sikel-cursed morons of military advisors not knowing how to use an axe. 'You swing teh sharp bit so it hits something, now go cut down some trees and get me some wood!'
I finished the second axe shortly before nightfall. Now I just had to sit in my smooth and comfortable carpentry shop until they brought me some wood. It wouldn't be sweet sweet wagon wood, but it would be something we could use. I am NOT dying here. Not with these morons. Sikel help me, if I'm going to die, let it be doing something worthwhile.
5th of Granite:
I look up at the first 'log' they bring me. What in Armok's name is that? Its... green... and spikey (ow). What in Oggez's grey earth is this? I sigh. Maybe with enough spit I can get this... green... thing... to hold together enough to provide some protection. Maybe.
Neo was standing around talking about his aunt the elf, excuse me, "herbalist", so i ordered him to start collecting plants. They'll probably all rot, but maybe he'll get halfway decent about it, and who knows, some of these noxious weeds might be brewable into a concoction strong enough to get me drunk.
11th Granite:
As long as I'm waiting on logs, I survey the area again from the comforts of my carpentry shop. Lo and behold, wildlife that isn't dreaded carp! Sadly, the Gazelle are on the other side of the river, but they should make for good hunting when we get that far. Speaking of which, I suppose I should find out if one of these military morons can make a crossbow...
13th Granite:
I made a 3rd training axe, who knows, maybe it'll have some defensive value, and it'll get wood chopped faster.
I told Uvash to make a crossbow and he looked at me kind of funny. We'll see if anything actually comes of it.
I've been trying to figure out how to make a defensible structure here, and I see no good options. If only we had a pick!
The alpaca are looking pretty fuzzy. And soft. Maybe i should shear them...
I also order a still and kitchen made. When they all protest they don't know how to cook or brew I almost explode. These must be the most useless dwarfs ever to grace dwarfkind... ... I'm not stuck out here in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of morons by accident, am I?
2nd Slate:
We have 2 crossbows... if you can call them that. I also asked for some bolts and got told that bowyers didn't do that... Oh hoh hoh, we style ourself a bowyer now, Uvash?
Whatever, I like working with wood, even if it isn't my precious precious wagon wood. I'll make the bolts.
My woodcutters have informed me that they have chopped all the trees in the desert to our South West. I couldn't help it, I had to slam my head into my craftshop table. Repeatedly. It felt better than dealing with this stupidity. There's an oggez-cursed woodland to the east of us morons, chop me some real trees!
Neo finally found something.. err.. edible? Three whip vines. Maybe we can brew them into something.
General Job Notes:
Chuck, Xenir, and Dumat have all become Woodcutters
Neo has become an Herbalist
Uvash fancies himself a Bowyer, but is still an item-hauling peasant
Monom has been ordered to prepare meals. Anyone who doesn't like them will be cook next. Fortunately, there are no moose - yet.
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