Log Entry 79Gecko may be on to me. She said she “knows everything,” and I had to work to keep myself from panicking. I have my logs and this and the first are going to have to be hidden in my room where Grim and his guards won't think to look.|”Hmph, time wasn't kind to your bed frame and whatever you nailed these to on it.” You mutter, closing the book after seeing it's naught but blank pages after that entry and rummaging through the others. After the fourth book, you find the one you're looking for.|
Log Entry 80The engineers and masons have decided to humor the Queen's request for a small magma pond, to be set up outside the tower. It's uneven due to placement, but nothing mind-bendingly awful. However many of the engineers are worried about powering the pumps. Dwarves can't operate them manually as the heat could kill them, and windmills are notorious for failure in cold climates.
However, some of the engineers are confident that so long as the power station isn't on the glacier they can provide ready power to a pump system since the area is only perpetually frozen to the west and north.
Of course the aquifer in the way is a different matter which they didn't take into account when the miners dug out the pit for the magma.Log Entry 81
Led and Uvash have named their targes, Adorepainted and Gearscream respectively. Construction has begun on some sort of library, and a white marble “Z” for “Zan” has been marked for partial completion. To those who find this and are lacking a dwarf to translate or are just unfamiliar with dwarven, Zan is our word for artifact. A white marble “K” is also marked for the main library chamber, for “Knowledge.” Apparently the masons decided on a K since there is no word for knowledge or similar intellectual words in dwarven (such as smart, or intellect; these are wholly loan words taken from the common language directly as while we have a concept of such... Well let's just say we haven't had much reason to invent such words in the past.)Log Entry 82Grim still seems to be nosing around, doing double checks of people's rooms on a daily basis and checking personal journals on the queen's orders. I have to stash my current logbook elsewhere whenever I see a guardsdwarf. Gecko is clearly hellbent on catching the one who killed Asmel. I can only hope I'm killed in battle in the near future as it's inevitable that I'll slip and be caught somehow.
On a less sober note, the humans have come to trade once more and judging by how the ones not busy peddling smaller “exotic” ware to dwarves visiting the depot were standing in the light snowfall staring in amazement at the marble tower, and those remaining at the depot were overjoyed to see all manner of mugs and crafts of gold carted up unlike the gabbro flutes, verdinite drums, and schist trumpets of the previous visit.Log Entry 83
Some sort of... Thing, vaguely resembling a civet attacked us today, or more decided it wanted to pick a fight with the war yaks. And their calves. We heard the noise, and Nil and I were sent to deal with it.
In the ensuing chaos of angry yaks, I managed to sever a leg and Nil shattered it's right arm, the rest of our blows only seeming to anger and bleed the beast. That last blow struck on the monster before it expired was by a yak calf, whom Nil and I have taken to calling Gravelsnarled.
This whole batch of yaks is going to be spared the butchery's blades. I'll see to that; I'll also see to it our trainers are rewarded in some manner, because that farmer would have surely been killed trying to get away from the civet based on the sheer punishment even two Knights of the Realm were able to unleash on it unopposed (since it found the yaks bigger threats.)
In celebration some small copper columns have been raised using the last of our copper, with marble statues of the widely-loved Doren upon them in the now useless pond. And several days after this event, our yaks took to merrily beat the crap out of the local reindeer for some reason.Log Entry 84
Apparently the purchase and slaughter of two animals was a timely one. A bone carver has started acting off and based on what we know of him, he may end up making something like a bizarre bone longsword. He took some yak bone, topaz, and rope reed cloth and set to work.Log Entry 85I am at a loss for words at how accurate my guess was.
It is however a very fine (if unorthodox and impractical,) blade. Within the serrated bone blade's crossguard is an image of the dwarven people in fabric, and it's grip is bound in the stuff. It's hilt shines with an exquisitely worked gem it within it.Log Entry 85All agricultural production barring web lichen for fiber has been ceased. We have more than enough food to feed our population for years to come, preserved by master chefs. As such, most, if not all, of those planters have been turned over to stoneworking details, mainly to finish off that stupid stone pit's lining.
On a different note, I too have succumbed to the hat draw of power, and named my weapon after whatever words I could yank out of Uvash's helmet. It translates to “Admiredbelch, The Martyre of Rending.” And it thirsts for the blood of our enemies.
Okay, so once again baby update.
We got attacked by a werecivet which took the combined efforts of 8 or 9 yaks (4 war-trained adults and 5 calves,) and two Knights to deal with because the fucker was just that sturdy. Some stuff received names, Nil is now happily lugging around his new shield, some moron made a bone sword (Maybe Grim can use it as a badge of office?) and agricultural production not pertaining to fabric has been halted simply due to the overwhelming amount of food we've managed to produce since the start.
We're even floating on a nice 1400-1900 area for booze now thanks to an additional brewer and still. When we do inevitably need to start again for variety we have a nice assortment of shit to pick from to grow.
The pit had a section removed and inside a copper base was installed so a pair of marble statues featuring the very widely worshiped deity of minerals, Doren, could be installed on top. In all, things have been very quiet, boring in fact.
I actually opened up unrestricted access to caverns for the weavers just to see if an ant, ogre, or trogs would get one and instead we capture a rat woman, a giant rat, and a crundle. We have enough food to likely see us to the centennial which is now only roughly 7 and a half years away and then some, have exported with the last three rounds of trade a whopping 70k+ in garbage we made ourselves, and yet no foes come. This upsets me.
As to Mebzuth being caught, when this occurs is up to you guys as will his punishment.
Now, just for fun, I took a few screens of the tower and pit using both the game and stonesense.
The Doren-Stand Pit as seen in game, with the gate and tower base.
The tower base as seen in Stonesense, and now for why I've been using windows so much: They look super pretty in Stonesense. That's it for this one guys. Any other building projects you can think of that don't require moving fluids are welcome. At this point I'm just twiddling my thumbs waiting for a battle or five to come to us.
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