27 Malachite. Our irrigation system is dug out, and Fath is a Legendary miner. I've never seen someone work so fast with a pick. She's digging out the dining room and the hypothetical magma forges.
6 Galena. It's been a looooong year. zzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
18 Galena. Breaching the lake. I'm aware of an aquifer around here - it was in the site description. In the future, the surface of the lake can be dug out to a square, and we can drop a pit a few levels, spike the bottom, cover the hole with a bridge, and hook it up to the water. The only problem is drainage - the blessings of the Lady are fickle.
I also ordered the weaker-looking of the male dogs killed - I want a dog leather cape. I like dog leather. It can be part of my uniform, of course. Perhaps I'll have it encrusted with gems. I have to indulge myself somehow. I further ordered two of the females to be put down - their physical traits left much to be desired. We shall only breed the finest of dogs, not mongrel mutts who fall over and sleep instead of fetching.
21 Galena. I filed orders to pick up the damn vermin bodies days ago. I still see one. Everyone is now ordered to go walk and dump refuse in the Pit. We live in a swamp - the traditional Carrybitch duty of garbage hauling is unsustainable. The last thing we need is more miasma.
2 Limestone. My nether-cap shield is... interesting, to say the least. I have become aware of a painful lack of weapons with which to train, and have ordered a set for all potential combatants.
2 Sandstone. My training is complete. I appear to have ordered construction of several workshops, and a trade depot. Hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to work I go~
3 Sandstone. ...Migrants. So much for work.
Datan. A farming war dwarf. AHAHHAHA, go join the army. You slacker.
Avuz. A fish dissecting stone dwarf. You make crafts now. Screw fish. We have flesh dwarves and slaves. Yeah, we hold by some of the old ways. It's because they WORK.
Kib, who claims to be a bowyer. Seems to know something about axes. Plainbeard, but he can do for another wood cutter.
The Real Kib, who actually is a bowyer. He can dress wounds and burn wood. Guess we don't NEED wood dwarves around this HEAVILY-WOODED SWAMP. Sigh.
Monom, a carpenter flesh dwarf. Suits me - he can finish MY wall. It was my idea.
Tholtig, a high master gem cutter. Ooh, blinged out cloak! I hope! Her two kids are flesh dwarves... interesting.
8 Sandstone - The cloaks are made by now. Deler and I get dog leather cloaks, and I am gifting Tun with the finest horse leather cloak. Hopefully we get along someday. Like, at her funeral. I will speak the finest of words over her dead body.
14 Sandstone - The magma chamber is charging. Soon, wood will only be used for construction instead of charcoal.
16 Timber - The Beauty is Deler's lover. I do not believe I can safely work with him with a sword any longer - I do not trust myself to tap him. Perhaps I'll set him to work as a miner. Yes. Yeees.
1 Moonstoone - Deler appears to have gone missing. How strange! I was just looking for a miner, and he vanished behind this mysterious, off-color wall in my bedroom that appeared out of nowhere. A report has been filed - perhaps he went outside to hunt? I'm nog looking.
9 Moonstone. I paused in my training with the Beauty in order to trade our trinkets. Milk, booze, food.
1 Opal: Wall is complete. Took long enough, but we're sort of safe. We... still kind of need a bridge. And a moat. And a huge death trap... Oh! Right! I made myself a bedroom! Heated floors and all... it's wonderful. All future Overseers are, of course, completely welcome to join me. It is only fit that the Overseers have the finest of rooms.
15 Obsidian: My room appears to contain a link to the bottom of the lake. There is a live volcano nearby. Adding two and two has reached four, and the production of an obsidian quarry is underway.
28 Granite: Triplets! Two stone dwarves and a war dwarf from a flesh dwarf!
3 Slate: Migrants.
Eshtan the Plainbeard Herbalist. Master Herbalist, as of now.
Lokem, a Stone Dwarf. He is now Mason in Chief.
Obok, Stone Dwarf Dyer.
Methsthos. Slave Butcher.
Deduk, Slave
Libash, Slave
Id, War Dwarf
Cilob, War Dwarf
SIbrek, Wood Dwarf
Mafol, Stonecrafting War Dwarf
Erith, War Dwarf
Morul, Stone Dwarf
Mosus, Potash Maker
Dumed, Metal Crafter
Astesh, Flesh Dwarf
Lokem, Stone Dwarf Fighter
Erib, Stone Dwarf
Athel, Slave
Onul, Slave
Rakust, Wood Dwarf
Led, Stone Dwarf Warrior
Rakust, Flesh Warrior
I do not have time to assign duties and sort them into the military - the Lady of the Lake has blessed me with an idea.
THE LEVER.
THE LEVER must be connected to
everything. Every floodgate, door, rope, machine, support. All of it.
6 Felsite: My time grows nearer to an end. A hospital is dug. THE LEVER is constructed and connected to everything. THE LEVER will bring doom when hope is lost. THE LEVER is the perfect manifestation of her watery, dire will.
BELIEVE IN THE LEVER.
27 Felsite: The accursed tree-goblins cast accusing glances upon our fort. Spawns of bogeymen. As I drew near, hand on my sword, something took hold of me, and I took a deep breath...
I always had faith in stabbing things. And now we have a lot of free cloth! Which may or may not be stained with elf blood! The obsidian farm should be complete soon. And, please, by all means, continue working on THE LEVER. If all else fails, we can always trust THE LEVER.
My time has come. I must find a dwarf to Oversee - quickly.
- Quartermaster Ross Wealthaxes
P.S. Here's my crude sketches of our fort.
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So, takers? Comments? Dorfing requests?
Our stocks are updated. We have two pigs, a rooster and several chickens. There's a bee's nest around. All in all, a good start, I'd think.