I feel like a dick for being... well.. rude. Oops.
Sorry. ._.
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Uh, I got nothing.
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5 Granite 129
Head Farmer Recruit Quiz's Log
I've had enough. I'm a farmer, not a soldier, it's time to make things right.
13 Granite 129
Head Farmer Quiz's Log
It's taken me over a week, but things are back as they should be. Dwarves are doing what they're good at, and those without any special skill will be drafted into the military and trained. If an ambush comes, I will close the gates and call everyone inside. If a siege comes, we will wait it out, it will take time to fix this mess.
The Forgemaster has given himself quite the office and bedchambers, leaving the mayor with naught but his tiny room. I have created new offices and streamlined the paperwork jobs. Yemana won't be doing both bookkeeping and managing, it's too much work for one dwarf. I have given the managerial position to another.
I've assigned a new Chief Medical Officer, and will work on the hospital by summer, hopefully. The barracks are my first priority.
Head Farmer Recruit Quiz's Log
I've had enough. I'm a farmer, not a soldier, it's time to make things right.
13 Granite 129
Head Farmer Quiz's Log
It's taken me over a week, but things are back as they should be. Dwarves are doing what they're good at, and those without any special skill will be drafted into the military and trained. If an ambush comes, I will close the gates and call everyone inside. If a siege comes, we will wait it out, it will take time to fix this mess.
The Forgemaster has given himself quite the office and bedchambers, leaving the mayor with naught but his tiny room. I have created new offices and streamlined the paperwork jobs. Yemana won't be doing both bookkeeping and managing, it's too much work for one dwarf. I have given the managerial position to another.
I've assigned a new Chief Medical Officer, and will work on the hospital by summer, hopefully. The barracks are my first priority.
Uh, I got nothing.
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I'm taking over for Quiz here. Expect posts this weekend!
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Excerpts from the Journal of Yichi Orullolon, Militia Commander
13 Granite 129
Well, they weren’t lying when they said this is one sonofabitch of a volcano. The climb got me sweating so much I soaked my skivvies. Looked like I was on a month-long bender and pissed myself silly. How long have these lazy asses been here and there isn’t a road up to the gate yet? Great first impression I got to make on the troops, but oh well. That’s what cursing’s for. Queen sent me down here to make sure that gold keeps flowin’ and the rank stanky goblins don’t get any of it from our hands, and I’m going to do just that.
14 Granite 129
By Rovol’s enormous ass, this place is like a sheep pen for a horny goblin--ripe for the gods-damned raping! There’s barely any armor for the troops, they’re training by slapping each other in the face, and there are fucking farmers in the single squad I get to shout at. Well no more. We’re gonna see how each of you little sissies holds an axe handle tomorrow morning.
When I went down to the dining hall for some grub earlier (and there is one fine cook in this place, let me say that for it), I saw a bunch of diggers holing out a new office for the mayor. Someone was carrying a gold weapon rack in to that place. Not just gold-plated, but solid, gods-be-good gold. Mayor’s a nancy. I just know it.
13 Granite 129
Well, they weren’t lying when they said this is one sonofabitch of a volcano. The climb got me sweating so much I soaked my skivvies. Looked like I was on a month-long bender and pissed myself silly. How long have these lazy asses been here and there isn’t a road up to the gate yet? Great first impression I got to make on the troops, but oh well. That’s what cursing’s for. Queen sent me down here to make sure that gold keeps flowin’ and the rank stanky goblins don’t get any of it from our hands, and I’m going to do just that.
14 Granite 129
By Rovol’s enormous ass, this place is like a sheep pen for a horny goblin--ripe for the gods-damned raping! There’s barely any armor for the troops, they’re training by slapping each other in the face, and there are fucking farmers in the single squad I get to shout at. Well no more. We’re gonna see how each of you little sissies holds an axe handle tomorrow morning.
When I went down to the dining hall for some grub earlier (and there is one fine cook in this place, let me say that for it), I saw a bunch of diggers holing out a new office for the mayor. Someone was carrying a gold weapon rack in to that place. Not just gold-plated, but solid, gods-be-good gold. Mayor’s a nancy. I just know it.
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20 Granite 129
We’re all going to die.
I went around and put an axe in everyone’s hand and watched them swing it. At one point I think a baby was holding the axe I got so desperate. In the end I took most of the bitch-slappers from before and stuck them into the barracks (if you can call them that right now...) and told them it was their lucky day, they were in fact part of the volcano militia. I asked them what they wanted to be called cause I figured it couldn’t get worse. There was a bunch of mumbling and someone said “I like bridges...” and someone said, “Ooh, the Glorious Bridges!” and I just rubbed my temples and told them to go get some sleep.
6 Slate 129
We’re making some progress here. Mostly in teaching them to slap with their hands closed, or, as we called it back home, “punching.”
I’ve got to talk to the manager about getting us some training spears made, though. I’ve got a surprise in store for these softies once we get some real armor on them. They called it the “danger room” when they slapped my helmet on and shoved me in that tiny box full of spikes...
8 Slate 129
All kinds of activity going on in the mine shafts up top--I guess this place really is an endless supply of gold nuggets. Hah. I said nuggets. Well, wrote nuggets...
Way to ruin your own joke, ass.
27 Slate 129
Elves. I hate elves. Nancy-pants, all of them. But THIS bunch of elves has got one thing going for them, and that’s a GRIZZLY BEAR in a gods-damned CAGE.
I am going to ride that damned thing into battle if it kills me.
We’re all going to die.
I went around and put an axe in everyone’s hand and watched them swing it. At one point I think a baby was holding the axe I got so desperate. In the end I took most of the bitch-slappers from before and stuck them into the barracks (if you can call them that right now...) and told them it was their lucky day, they were in fact part of the volcano militia. I asked them what they wanted to be called cause I figured it couldn’t get worse. There was a bunch of mumbling and someone said “I like bridges...” and someone said, “Ooh, the Glorious Bridges!” and I just rubbed my temples and told them to go get some sleep.
6 Slate 129
We’re making some progress here. Mostly in teaching them to slap with their hands closed, or, as we called it back home, “punching.”
I’ve got to talk to the manager about getting us some training spears made, though. I’ve got a surprise in store for these softies once we get some real armor on them. They called it the “danger room” when they slapped my helmet on and shoved me in that tiny box full of spikes...
8 Slate 129
All kinds of activity going on in the mine shafts up top--I guess this place really is an endless supply of gold nuggets. Hah. I said nuggets. Well, wrote nuggets...
Way to ruin your own joke, ass.
27 Slate 129
Elves. I hate elves. Nancy-pants, all of them. But THIS bunch of elves has got one thing going for them, and that’s a GRIZZLY BEAR in a gods-damned CAGE.
I am going to ride that damned thing into battle if it kills me.
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{ File received! It begins again. }
1 Granite, 130
Sweet unholy hells, I am never drinking that much again. The militia commander seems guileless but that huge bastard has a sly streak, let me tell you; got me sauced up enough to agree to take over running this gold-plated nightmare for another year. Seems he'd prefer to focus on shoving the recruits into line. And I can't blame him; it's what he's good at. I'm sure the huge goddamn bear that follows him everywhere helps.
Still, it's all up to me again. I went on a quick tour of the fortress this morning to remind myself where everything is - hasn't changed much since I was last in charge, really. The mining tunnels have been expanded a lot, and there's a huge set of new pastures outside; vast fields full of wildflowers where rabbits and goats and horses and the occasional majestic reindeer all cavort under the great sucking nothingness of the blue sky. It is a peculiar kind of hell. I'm just going to continue to completely ignore it.
Yemana remains in charge of all the paperwork (apparently my referring to her as "Ushrir" was rude before, she hates that name) for which I am thankful, because frankly my intent this year is to just grind out some golden rings and hope the entire mountain doesn't explode, killing us all.
Yichi has built two new rooms at the entrance, one for the militia to train in, and another room for people to stand around aimlessly in. Say what you will about the man, he knows what the people need.
Oh, and there's a danger room! I haven't seen one of these since I was back in the capital. Ours is, I admit, more of a Danger Closet right now, but I'll try and expand it for the benefit of the Militia Commander. Nothing says "military discipline" like being slapped in the face repeatedly by lengths of wood.
1 Granite, 130
Sweet unholy hells, I am never drinking that much again. The militia commander seems guileless but that huge bastard has a sly streak, let me tell you; got me sauced up enough to agree to take over running this gold-plated nightmare for another year. Seems he'd prefer to focus on shoving the recruits into line. And I can't blame him; it's what he's good at. I'm sure the huge goddamn bear that follows him everywhere helps.
Still, it's all up to me again. I went on a quick tour of the fortress this morning to remind myself where everything is - hasn't changed much since I was last in charge, really. The mining tunnels have been expanded a lot, and there's a huge set of new pastures outside; vast fields full of wildflowers where rabbits and goats and horses and the occasional majestic reindeer all cavort under the great sucking nothingness of the blue sky. It is a peculiar kind of hell. I'm just going to continue to completely ignore it.
Yemana remains in charge of all the paperwork (apparently my referring to her as "Ushrir" was rude before, she hates that name) for which I am thankful, because frankly my intent this year is to just grind out some golden rings and hope the entire mountain doesn't explode, killing us all.
Yichi has built two new rooms at the entrance, one for the militia to train in, and another room for people to stand around aimlessly in. Say what you will about the man, he knows what the people need.
Oh, and there's a danger room! I haven't seen one of these since I was back in the capital. Ours is, I admit, more of a Danger Closet right now, but I'll try and expand it for the benefit of the Militia Commander. Nothing says "military discipline" like being slapped in the face repeatedly by lengths of wood.
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2nd Slate,
Solid gold barrels. I just passed by the wine cellar and noticed several gold barrels, filled with beer. I suppose I can't argue, if anything's going to preserve flavour it's going to be gold, but it still took me back. We're really starting to take the stuff for granted.
This made me think, and I turned back and headed to Yemana's office; sure enough, inventory shows we've got over four hundred bars of gold sitting in the stockpile, and the miners have uncovered at least two more large veins under the fortress.
Also we have a lot of soap. Locally-made, too. I don't even remember seeing a soapery here, where the hell is it coming from? I suppose I have bigger fish to fry than finding a mysterious soap fairy, but it worries me that things are happening and I'm not even aware of them. This place has grown a lot in the last few years. Maybe too much.
Time to start making a few preparations. We'll need to start by digging deeper.
4th Slate,
Immigrants! At least a dozen, probably more; like I'm going to count. Good, we'll need some spare hands to get rid of all this excess stone clogging up the place.
I've had some statues placed in the Aimlessness Room so visitors have something to look at other than the floor. Someone promptly declared it to be party time and half the new immigrants piled in to get wasted. Welcome to Hotmagic, I guess. Wine, gold, and goats as far as the eye can see.
For myself, I'm going to try some of that beer from the gold casks and go soak my feet while I read more gods-damn-them inventory manifests. One-hundred forty-six hen eggs? I think I may have to declare this to be Omelet Month.
Solid gold barrels. I just passed by the wine cellar and noticed several gold barrels, filled with beer. I suppose I can't argue, if anything's going to preserve flavour it's going to be gold, but it still took me back. We're really starting to take the stuff for granted.
This made me think, and I turned back and headed to Yemana's office; sure enough, inventory shows we've got over four hundred bars of gold sitting in the stockpile, and the miners have uncovered at least two more large veins under the fortress.
Also we have a lot of soap. Locally-made, too. I don't even remember seeing a soapery here, where the hell is it coming from? I suppose I have bigger fish to fry than finding a mysterious soap fairy, but it worries me that things are happening and I'm not even aware of them. This place has grown a lot in the last few years. Maybe too much.
Time to start making a few preparations. We'll need to start by digging deeper.
4th Slate,
Immigrants! At least a dozen, probably more; like I'm going to count. Good, we'll need some spare hands to get rid of all this excess stone clogging up the place.
I've had some statues placed in the Aimlessness Room so visitors have something to look at other than the floor. Someone promptly declared it to be party time and half the new immigrants piled in to get wasted. Welcome to Hotmagic, I guess. Wine, gold, and goats as far as the eye can see.
For myself, I'm going to try some of that beer from the gold casks and go soak my feet while I read more gods-damn-them inventory manifests. One-hundred forty-six hen eggs? I think I may have to declare this to be Omelet Month.
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18th Slate,
So I went down to the necropolis to issue some mining orders, and checked on the tombs we've got so far. We've been lucky enough not to lose any dwarves, so all the coffins lie empty for now... or so I thought. While inspecting a tomb I discovered someone had embalmed and buried a pet rabbit. The inscription on the outside said "In Loving Memory of Nomal Likotthosbut."
What?
Just down the hall, someone had buried an alpaca.
These are tombs intended for our heroes, not Mr Snuffle Bunnykins!
I forebade any more pet burials in the necropolis. I'll let the current ones rest, though, the last thing I need is to be haunted by the wrathful shade of a bunny.
I also found a statue of an alpaca for the alpaca's tomb, and for the rabbit, one of Tulon's specialty horrorstatues of two spiders. I think they're fighting. Bearded gods, I hope they are fighting.
5th Felsite,
Yemana as been "on break" for almost a month now, which means nothing is getting done. I need coffins, woman! Get those requisitions out there!
15th Felsite,
It seems I can tell the goddamn future. I was unhappy about the front gates being left open when nobody needed to go outside, so I had them shut. Almost immediately afterwards - goblins. I'm not sure what they think they're going to accomplish; they get to sit out in the wind and the rain staring at our front gates while we sit in here drinking and eating eggy pies.
A peek over the walls of the pasture tells me they're hanging out by the old front entrance, and one of them is riding a cave crawler as a mount. I admit, that's pretty badass.
25th Felsite,
The downside to this little siege business is that there is no source of fresh water inside the fortress. I went digging deep hoping to find an underground lake, and struck a weird, twisty, dry cavern system instead. Still searching, we may get lucky.
16th Hematite,
I inspected some of the new statues I had made and picked a few for the tombs - first one was for Yichi, since I assume that bear of his will maul him someday and I want to be ready. It looks like Momuz has been working on these ones; he lacks Tulon's, ah, interesting taste in subject matter, but these are wonderful and straightforward masterpieces. Worthy of any tomb.
There's even a statue of me! I may or may not have had it placed prominently in the magma forges.
Yemana got a lovely statue of herself embracing two sand fiends. I'm sure she'll be pleased.
28th Hematite,
AREL'S STONY TITS WHERE DID ALL THESE DOGS COME FROM.
3rd Malachite,
We had war dogs posted to the entrance? Well. Not anymore. The goblins have relieved them of duty. Luckily, we have plenty of replacements. The dining room is swarming with puppies.
After the war dog incident, I sealed the inner gate and opened the outer one. The goblins happily swarmed the entrance... and our traps. We now have a voracious cave crawler in a zinc cage.
Then the goblins decided to mill around on the entrance bridge. A few pulls of the lever quickly taught them that this was a really terrible idea, and after watching their friends get mashed into a paste, the remaining goblins fled.
So, we're down two dogs, and up a goblin swordsman and his tremendous cave crawler pet. I'm going to see if we can tame it. Yichi will ride into battle on a bear that is riding a giant monster worm, and nobody will ever dare attack us again.
Or it will eat the animal trainer. We'll see.
So I went down to the necropolis to issue some mining orders, and checked on the tombs we've got so far. We've been lucky enough not to lose any dwarves, so all the coffins lie empty for now... or so I thought. While inspecting a tomb I discovered someone had embalmed and buried a pet rabbit. The inscription on the outside said "In Loving Memory of Nomal Likotthosbut."
What?
Just down the hall, someone had buried an alpaca.
These are tombs intended for our heroes, not Mr Snuffle Bunnykins!
I forebade any more pet burials in the necropolis. I'll let the current ones rest, though, the last thing I need is to be haunted by the wrathful shade of a bunny.
I also found a statue of an alpaca for the alpaca's tomb, and for the rabbit, one of Tulon's specialty horrorstatues of two spiders. I think they're fighting. Bearded gods, I hope they are fighting.
5th Felsite,
Yemana as been "on break" for almost a month now, which means nothing is getting done. I need coffins, woman! Get those requisitions out there!
15th Felsite,
It seems I can tell the goddamn future. I was unhappy about the front gates being left open when nobody needed to go outside, so I had them shut. Almost immediately afterwards - goblins. I'm not sure what they think they're going to accomplish; they get to sit out in the wind and the rain staring at our front gates while we sit in here drinking and eating eggy pies.
A peek over the walls of the pasture tells me they're hanging out by the old front entrance, and one of them is riding a cave crawler as a mount. I admit, that's pretty badass.
25th Felsite,
The downside to this little siege business is that there is no source of fresh water inside the fortress. I went digging deep hoping to find an underground lake, and struck a weird, twisty, dry cavern system instead. Still searching, we may get lucky.
16th Hematite,
I inspected some of the new statues I had made and picked a few for the tombs - first one was for Yichi, since I assume that bear of his will maul him someday and I want to be ready. It looks like Momuz has been working on these ones; he lacks Tulon's, ah, interesting taste in subject matter, but these are wonderful and straightforward masterpieces. Worthy of any tomb.
There's even a statue of me! I may or may not have had it placed prominently in the magma forges.
Yemana got a lovely statue of herself embracing two sand fiends. I'm sure she'll be pleased.
28th Hematite,
AREL'S STONY TITS WHERE DID ALL THESE DOGS COME FROM.
3rd Malachite,
We had war dogs posted to the entrance? Well. Not anymore. The goblins have relieved them of duty. Luckily, we have plenty of replacements. The dining room is swarming with puppies.
After the war dog incident, I sealed the inner gate and opened the outer one. The goblins happily swarmed the entrance... and our traps. We now have a voracious cave crawler in a zinc cage.
Then the goblins decided to mill around on the entrance bridge. A few pulls of the lever quickly taught them that this was a really terrible idea, and after watching their friends get mashed into a paste, the remaining goblins fled.
So, we're down two dogs, and up a goblin swordsman and his tremendous cave crawler pet. I'm going to see if we can tame it. Yichi will ride into battle on a bear that is riding a giant monster worm, and nobody will ever dare attack us again.
Or it will eat the animal trainer. We'll see.
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17th Galena,
The goblins came back! I haven't even been able to get the danger room online yet, so I'm not sure I can trust the military to destroy them. Luckily one of the horde of drunken layabouts in the dining room managed to pull the gate lever in time to lock them out.
Unfortunately, there's still no water inside the fortress. The miners uncovered an underground lake a few days ago, but it's very far down. Bringing the water up here is going to take pumpwork and that sort of thing makes me go cross-eyed. I have a good lead on a sucker I can hand this whole problem over to, though.
27th Galena,
The lake cavern is full of spear-wielding cave fish women. The goblins are riding cave crawlers, elk birds, giant toads, and one is on a giant olm. I feel like I'm trapped in a fever dream.
I opened the main gate, hoping they'd blunder into the traps, but they appear to be wise to that trick. I guess that's what happens when you leave survivors.
13th Limestone,
Blacksmith named Degel grabbed a gold bar and locked himself in one of the forges. Not sure what he'll come up with, but hey, it'll be gold.
18th Limestone,
... behold Whipchar the Grips of Flooding, the gold crutch. It's beautiful and worth a fortune but - a crutch? You couldn't have made - well, who am I to complain, I made that little toy boat.
At least we've good a good blacksmith now. I've built him his own personal forge, right next to mine.
And for the benefit of any curious future overseers who are snooping through my notes: the gold doors mark the personal forges of our legendary smiths. Be careful with them.
The goblins came back! I haven't even been able to get the danger room online yet, so I'm not sure I can trust the military to destroy them. Luckily one of the horde of drunken layabouts in the dining room managed to pull the gate lever in time to lock them out.
Unfortunately, there's still no water inside the fortress. The miners uncovered an underground lake a few days ago, but it's very far down. Bringing the water up here is going to take pumpwork and that sort of thing makes me go cross-eyed. I have a good lead on a sucker I can hand this whole problem over to, though.
27th Galena,
The lake cavern is full of spear-wielding cave fish women. The goblins are riding cave crawlers, elk birds, giant toads, and one is on a giant olm. I feel like I'm trapped in a fever dream.
I opened the main gate, hoping they'd blunder into the traps, but they appear to be wise to that trick. I guess that's what happens when you leave survivors.
13th Limestone,
Blacksmith named Degel grabbed a gold bar and locked himself in one of the forges. Not sure what he'll come up with, but hey, it'll be gold.
18th Limestone,
... behold Whipchar the Grips of Flooding, the gold crutch. It's beautiful and worth a fortune but - a crutch? You couldn't have made - well, who am I to complain, I made that little toy boat.
At least we've good a good blacksmith now. I've built him his own personal forge, right next to mine.
And for the benefit of any curious future overseers who are snooping through my notes: the gold doors mark the personal forges of our legendary smiths. Be careful with them.
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4th Sandstone,
The first task I gave to Degel was to make some gold statues. So he produced some statues showing various dwarves named Bembul having the crap beaten out of them by goblins. Oh, and a bronze colossus having its nose cut off by an elf. Okay then.
19th Timber,
Apparently the goblins left on their own at some point while I wasn't looking. I suppose that's one way to break a siege; bore the opposing force until they leave.
23rd Timber,
Time for trading! I have crafted a massive pile of gold figurines and jewelry and crowns and other treasure which we will trade for random crap that is not even worthy of being in the same room as my masterpieces.
27th Timber,
Traded a full set of gold regalia - crown, ring, scepter - for basically everything interesting I saw at the trade depot. You should have seen the trader's eyes bug out at the sight of it.
I also found a use for our gold barrels - gifts! I took a few full of wine and beer and sent them back to the mountainhome for Queen Agebell to enjoy. I fully expect her to receive three empty, slightly damp barrels, but there you go.
1st Moonstone,
Well, I started up the Danger Room and it promptly killed two dogs and a baby. Oh, and apparently a puppy as well. Not the best start.
And now, a goblin ambush at the gate. Rather than let the trade caravan get slaughtered, I'm sending in our rag-tag militia. Sure, they're covered in dog blood and have recently been beaten with sticks, but let's see how they do!
2nd Moonstone,
Caravan guards ripped the goblins to pieces before we could get there. The militia's moment of glory will have to come another day.
10th Moonstone,
So, that cave crawler we captured and tamed? I can't find it anywhere. It's gone. That really can't be good news.
19th Moonstone,
I told Tulon to engrave the tombs, and what do I get? Masterpiece engravings of dwarves being disembowelled by knife-wielding goblins. I'm glad I will always be able to count on her.
27th Moonstone,
Attempted to assign Yichi's squad to the Danger Room, and his damn bear followed him in there and got the crap beaten out of it. It's just bruised for now, but we had to call the whole thing off. I will have to separate him from that furry monster before I try that again.
10th Opal,
The Captain of the Guard flipped his lid and went stomping around the fortress screaming and throwing things for a bit. He's calmed down now; apparently he's upset because it was his dog that got eviscerated by the danger room.
16th Opal,
Quiz married Olon Osedendok the carpenter! Congratulations you crazy kids. Well, okay, they're both easily twenty years older than me, but you get the idea.
I don't know how Quiz found time to woo and marry Olon, we've got him planting the fields constantly. Frankly he's the last person around here I expected to get married.
27th Opal,
The outpost liason is still here, because the mayor has apparently been attending a party for the last TWO MONTHS.
Clearly I have made ENTIRELY TOO MUCH BOOZE.
13th Obsidian,
And Yemana is now a baroness. Well played, manager, well played. This was accompanied by an immediate demand for gold armor stands and weapon racks for her bedroom. I ordered them, and she went into her office to fill out the requisition papers for them. So I guess this is going to be one of those weird baronies.
And now she's updating the stockpile records. I actually find this kind of encouraging. Just as long as she stays this helpful.
14th Obsidian,
MORE goblins. I threw the Dreamy Paddles into the danger room to get them ready, and it promptly killed two puppies and a pet dog. I don't know why I built that thing, it's like a machine that produces nothing but misery. Dwarves go in, and they come out pale, shaking, and covered in the blood of their loved ones. If I wanted that, I'd just open the front gates and let the goblins in.
{ Will finish up tomorrow night, I think. :D }
The first task I gave to Degel was to make some gold statues. So he produced some statues showing various dwarves named Bembul having the crap beaten out of them by goblins. Oh, and a bronze colossus having its nose cut off by an elf. Okay then.
19th Timber,
Apparently the goblins left on their own at some point while I wasn't looking. I suppose that's one way to break a siege; bore the opposing force until they leave.
23rd Timber,
Time for trading! I have crafted a massive pile of gold figurines and jewelry and crowns and other treasure which we will trade for random crap that is not even worthy of being in the same room as my masterpieces.
27th Timber,
Traded a full set of gold regalia - crown, ring, scepter - for basically everything interesting I saw at the trade depot. You should have seen the trader's eyes bug out at the sight of it.
I also found a use for our gold barrels - gifts! I took a few full of wine and beer and sent them back to the mountainhome for Queen Agebell to enjoy. I fully expect her to receive three empty, slightly damp barrels, but there you go.
1st Moonstone,
Well, I started up the Danger Room and it promptly killed two dogs and a baby. Oh, and apparently a puppy as well. Not the best start.
And now, a goblin ambush at the gate. Rather than let the trade caravan get slaughtered, I'm sending in our rag-tag militia. Sure, they're covered in dog blood and have recently been beaten with sticks, but let's see how they do!
2nd Moonstone,
Caravan guards ripped the goblins to pieces before we could get there. The militia's moment of glory will have to come another day.
10th Moonstone,
So, that cave crawler we captured and tamed? I can't find it anywhere. It's gone. That really can't be good news.
19th Moonstone,
I told Tulon to engrave the tombs, and what do I get? Masterpiece engravings of dwarves being disembowelled by knife-wielding goblins. I'm glad I will always be able to count on her.
27th Moonstone,
Attempted to assign Yichi's squad to the Danger Room, and his damn bear followed him in there and got the crap beaten out of it. It's just bruised for now, but we had to call the whole thing off. I will have to separate him from that furry monster before I try that again.
10th Opal,
The Captain of the Guard flipped his lid and went stomping around the fortress screaming and throwing things for a bit. He's calmed down now; apparently he's upset because it was his dog that got eviscerated by the danger room.
16th Opal,
Quiz married Olon Osedendok the carpenter! Congratulations you crazy kids. Well, okay, they're both easily twenty years older than me, but you get the idea.
I don't know how Quiz found time to woo and marry Olon, we've got him planting the fields constantly. Frankly he's the last person around here I expected to get married.
27th Opal,
The outpost liason is still here, because the mayor has apparently been attending a party for the last TWO MONTHS.
Clearly I have made ENTIRELY TOO MUCH BOOZE.
13th Obsidian,
And Yemana is now a baroness. Well played, manager, well played. This was accompanied by an immediate demand for gold armor stands and weapon racks for her bedroom. I ordered them, and she went into her office to fill out the requisition papers for them. So I guess this is going to be one of those weird baronies.
And now she's updating the stockpile records. I actually find this kind of encouraging. Just as long as she stays this helpful.
14th Obsidian,
MORE goblins. I threw the Dreamy Paddles into the danger room to get them ready, and it promptly killed two puppies and a pet dog. I don't know why I built that thing, it's like a machine that produces nothing but misery. Dwarves go in, and they come out pale, shaking, and covered in the blood of their loved ones. If I wanted that, I'd just open the front gates and let the goblins in.
{ Will finish up tomorrow night, I think. :D }
Re: Dwarf Fortress Succession: Hotmagic of Death
(( HAH. Not that getting rid of some of the dogsplosion is bad, but can't you restrict pet access on the door to the danger room? Also...A BABY?! ))
Re: Dwarf Fortress Succession: Hotmagic of Death
Yes, you totally can. Also, what happened to the bear I assigned to Quiz while he was in the military?Yichimet wrote:(( HAH. Not that getting rid of some of the dogsplosion is bad, but can't you restrict pet access on the door to the danger room? ))
-Her Awesomeness, Baroness Yemana
Yemana sees someone standing in front of a flag and be like RAWR MOTHERFUCKER!!!!
Re: Dwarf Fortress Succession: Hotmagic of Death
Wasn't there when I took over, so I have no idea.
Re: Dwarf Fortress Succession: Hotmagic of Death
While I can set the door to be non-pet-passable, they can still follow their masters in if they're quick enough when the door opens. This means they end up trapped in the room, of course. The room full of danger.
I only see Yichi's bear; I presume Quiz's bear fell into whatever oubliette claimed the cave crawler.
I only see Yichi's bear; I presume Quiz's bear fell into whatever oubliette claimed the cave crawler.