Old thread: http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=173161.0
Among the gods, there has always been a rivalry between the divinities of darkness, and those of creation. War in heaven has been tried in the past, but the results are too terrible even for the gods themselves. Even the lords of eternal night have forsworn to never act in such a way again.
Instead, to settle disputes and challenges, a system of "resolution through proof" was established. It was through this new celestial decree, that the world of the Dark Crucible was created.
The forces of light and creation, disturbed by the corrupt and destructive nature of the beings produced by the forces of darkness, laid a challenge before their foul kinsmen. "We labor eternally to create worlds of peace and harmony, and you create nothing. You take what we have made, and twist it into horrors. You take the great forests we labor to cultivate, and turn them into barren expanses of death and decay. We challenge you: CREATE SOMETHING OF YOUR OWN."
And so, they did.
In a shameless mockery of the denizens of light and creation, the dark gods created a world like no other. Every effort was taken. The safe, orderly matter of the world's foundations they instead produced from the essences of pestilence, pain, cruelty and decay themselves given solid forms. Unspeakable horrors innumerable they created wholesale, and placed upon the world. Vast forests of evil, seas of despair, deserts of madness, and savannas of cruelty they meticulously crafted. Then, in a final backhanded blow, the gods of darkness performed one last act of blasphemous creation.
They created perfect replicas of the favored children of the light-- Elves, Men, and Dwarves-- and placed them into this savage charnel-house of their own design. To test their plans, they watched for a millenium, as the creatures they had made ruthlessly slaughtered the facsimiles of the light: quickly, efficiently, and in their totality. Content with their design, the evil ones laughed, and gloated, and rested... not realizing in their hubris that they were wrong; Stalwart and hardy, they had made their copies of dwarven kind only TOO well. Clinging to existence in dark places overlooked even by the dark gods themselves, small pockets of the proud children of the mountains took refuge, gnawing impotently at the roots of great peaks, clawing through the filthy rotting flesh of the world to take refuge in its bones beneath, or hiding in obscurity in dark goblin pits as either prisoners, chattel, or illegal residents. No-one knows how many lie in hiding, awaiting the fullfillment of their inner natures-- Riches, Power, Prestige and Order. A mighty civilization to be proud of, built on honest labor and the merits of fine craft...
Self-righteous, and full of pride, the lords of darkness challenged back:
"Take what we have made, and make this a world of order! Do so only with what we have created, since you loathe having things changed so much!" they jeered-- A million voices both seductive and foul alike, cackling from the blackness of creation.
With a subtle touch, the light shone on a single spot on this accursed plane.
A multiverse waits with bated breath, as seven children of Armok creep into the jungle with the name "Dawnthunder" at their lips, a vision of a new life and a fire in their hearts guiding them...
But who will stand last, masters of the crucible?
DAWNTHUNDER
It menaces with spikes of smokerock
Welcome one and all! What we have here is a bog-standard succession game with a twist: we've plonked our lucky seven smack in the middle of the very nastiest continent known to dwarf. We've got megabeasts galore, undeath in every corner, goblins out the wazoo, and...
...duplicated RAWs.
That's right, duplicated RAWs, with all the madness that entails. The very fabric of the world has been mangled beyond recognition, and our dwarves get to take on the chaos that ensues thereby. Can they do it? Let's find out.
Turns:
- A turn is to last 1 dwarven year or 2 earthly weeks, whichever comes first.
- If you fail to respond or update in reasonable time, we'll skip over your turn.
- We may grant extensions to turns now and again, if your circumstances prove extenuating or your updates entertaining.
Graphics: You can use graphics sets, but for convenience's sake the save should always be converted back to ASCII when passing turns.
Exploits: Let's try to avoid these if we can, for the sake of verisimilitude... not that verisimilitude carries much weight in this bizarre world we've cooked up..
Editing the RAWs/Using DFHack: Taken on a case-by-case basis. In general, this is to be avoided, but the time may will come when some well-placed DF-hackery proves invaluable to, say, salvage a flagging FPS.
Savescumming: What happens happens. Losing is fun! Right? Right?
These rules serve merely as placeholders for now. If anyone wants to see something changed, let me know.
Living dorfs:
'Delph' Roughdrives, chief medical dwarf (delphonso)
'Methylatedspirit' Strokedbronze, Hammerdwarf
Zefon Gildships, mayor (Superdorf)
Dead dorfs:
'Chibi' Timerings, Brewer
'Daedalus' Squashedmirrors, Armorer (Superdorf)
'Enemy Post' Cloistermuscles, Metalcrafter
Kogan Inkname, Hammerdwarf (wierd)
Likot Raptorcrafted, Hammerdwarf & Queen (Vindcara)
'Scourge' Roastedportals: Miner/Diagnostician
'Solitarian' Rackdives, First Queen of All Dwarvendom
'Vindcara' Inkycried, Weaponsmith/Cook
The turnlist is... pretty much empty. If you want a turn, take it!
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They said he was mad. They said it was sure death to leave the safety of the underdark. But you get an idea, a really big idea, lodged in your brainpan, you've gotta follow it, ya know? Daedalus Squashedmirrors, Armorer Extraordinaire, had seen a Vision, a Vision of glory in the wastes, and that was enough for him.
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"So we're stopping... here?"
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"Ayup," said Daedalus, grinning.
"You know, there's a reason they call it the Grim Jungle!"
"Funny thing," said Daedalus. "Do you realize, just about every nook and cranny of this world is named that way? The Hill of Screaming, the Forest of Withering, the Ice of Insanities-- and don't get me started on the Naughty Fat Hills!"
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The dwarves shuddered.
"Way I figger it, the Grim Jungle's pretty tame in comparison. Everywhere's named something awful anyway."
"Everywhere is awful", muttered the weaponsmith. Nobody debated the point.
"At any rate," said Dodok the woodworker, "I think the wheels fell off the wagon three miles ago."
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Daedalus grinned wider. "Exactly. Strike the earth!"
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And so it begins!
Granite 15th, 1050
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Being the only dwarf with a pickaxe, Scourge struck the earth. Then she struck it again. And again. And pretty soon she had a rhythm going, and she just disappeared down there.
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Daedalus watched a while, fascinated, then turned away. "Oi, Dodok, what sorta junk we got in that wagon anyway?"
Dodok hopped onto a shattered wheel and craned her neck to peek inside. "Uh... we got rocks."
"Rocks?" asked Daedalus.
"Rocks," said Dodok.
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Daedalus made a sort of "pfft" noise with his lips. "Do we have anything else in there?"
"Uh... yeah," said Dodok, rummaging through the supplies. "We got... logs... food... drink... hey, somebody left a hammer in here." Dodok pulled out a junky-looking war hammer. "Where'd this old thing come from?"
"Mine," said a dwarf, and stepped forward. "That is Hammer of Peace."
"What?"
"Is Atir's Hammer of Peace," said the dwarf, whose name was Atir apparently. "For making land peaceful."
"Lovely!" said Daedalus, grinning again. "We have a militia commander!"
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16th of Granite, 1050
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"Hey Daedalus?"
"Mm?"
"What d'you suppose that is?"
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Dodok came running into Scourge's dig-hole. "Workshop! I need a workshop!"
"What?"
"There's an owl out there!" yelled Dodok. "We need to fortify! Now!"
"That's... owls aren't all that dangerous," said Scourge.
"This one is!"
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"Oh."
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"Ugh. Why would you build anything with this gunk?"
"Quick-- light-- usable," said Dodok, hammering furiously at something. "Hatch cover." Pounding a final stake, she held the newly made hatch cover to the light.
"Huh," said Olon the mechanic. "Well, I'll put it over the stair. You lot wanna go grab the food and bring it in?"
"Sure," said Dodok, and the six clambered back up to fetch the barrels.
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20th of Granite, 1050
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"IT SAWW MEEEE"
"Saw? Owl? I KILL!" Atir dashed up the stairs with hammer in hand.
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Atir called out to Olon, who had ran far to the north in her panic. "You can come back now! Owl is peaceful! I pacify!"
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Olon returned, surprisingly calm about the whole situation. "We have got to get underground."
"That's... mph... the last one. Food's all in," said Vindcara, leaning on a food barrel to catch his breath. "Now what?"
"Hm," said Daedalus. "Atir, see anything nasty out there?"
"All is nasty," said Atir. "World is nasty. Earth is tainted. Grass is dying. Anthills are glowing." And indeed, a nearby anthill was at that moment putting on rather an impressive light show.
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"But also there are dead ravens flying through sky."
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"Hm... dead ravens. D'you think you could kill a dead raven?" asked Daedalus.
"Dead raven is already dead."
"Pfft. Pacify. Could you pacify a dead raven," said Daedalus.
Atir grinned a manic grin. "Yes," she said. "That, I could do."
"Great," said Daedalus, a happy twist at the corner of his mouth. "Ladies and gent, we're going back up there. Grab as much wood and rock as you can, shove it anywhere there's room. Scourge, think you can keep up with the digging?"
Only the sound of crumbling smoke-rock met him in answer. Shrugging, Daedalus clambered out the hatch.
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"Hey Daedalus," said Olon while hauling rocks one morning, "a funny thing occurred to me the other night..."
"Mmph?" mumbled Daedalus from behind an especially large rock.
"Our civilization died centuries ago, right?"
"Mmph."
"So there's been no need for a queen, right?"
"Mmph."
"Buuut we're trying to start our civilization over again, right? You said it the other day-- "a new chapter of dwarven history."
"MmppfGNA." Daedalus set down his rock. "What are you trying to say?"
"We-e-ll, shouldn't a civilization have a queen to rule it?"
Daedalus frowned."We don't have a queen."
"Well, maybe we need a queen," said Olon.
"We don't need a queen," said Daedalus.
"Can I be queen?"
Daedalus thought about it a moment, then waved a hand. "Eh, sure. Knock yourself out. Just don't stop hauling rocks."
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"Great!" said Olon, beaming. "I'm gonna go mandate something!" And she was gone.
Maybe that was a mistake, thought Daedalus, stumping off to grab another rock.
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The next few weeks were busy ones. As the ravens circled overhead, the dwarves of Dawnthunder labored day and night to bring the supplies in, with Atir keeping watch and Scourge digging like a mad-dwarf to make room for it all. For all the rest of the month the dwarves hauled... and on the last day of Granite, the ravens took notice.
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"Open hatch," said Atir, rapping on the wood. "Giant cardinals coming. Dead cardinals. I cannot fight."
"Giant cardinals? But... what about the ravens?"
"I pacify."
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8th of Slate, 1050
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Looking for something to do, Olon wandered over to the carpenter's workshop. "What's that?"
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"Corkscrew," said Dodok, squinting as she etched a long spiral pattern into a log. "Daedalus wants stuff for a screw pump. Says we're gonna build a farm with it."
"Oh. How will we do that?"
"We'll pump the water up, I guess. Hey, did Daedalus kill those horses yet?"
From across the room, a confused horse uttered its last cry. "Bree-ee-ee?" *CRUNCH*
"Yes."
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12th of Slate, 1050
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Something smelly and soft and rustly crawled up behind Olon. Wheeling, she punched it reflexively.
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"D-did... did you see that?"
Daedalus nodded. "We saw that. Best watch out, the other'll probably be crawling about too."
"Yeah. Yeah, it probably will," said Olon, a gleeful expression spreading across her face. "And we'll just give it a royal thrashing, won't we?"
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15th of Slate
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The food stockpile was plenty big enough for now, so Scourge decided to scout out the area around the aquifer a little bit. Just as she was getting into a rhythm, her pick lodged in something. She pulled on it, and--
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"What?"
"It's exactly that, The cavern is the aquifer."
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"There's some slate, and then wet sand all the way to the bottom. And you know what that means?" asked Scourge, grinning. "We don't have to touch it! We can just build straight through and keep going!"
"That's... but that's wonderful!" cried Daedalus. "Everybody, grab some smokerock and get down there!" And with that, Daedalus grabbed a chunk of the stuff himself and charged down the stairs hoisting it triumphantly over his head.
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And so it went for the next several days. The dwarves of Dawnthunder scurried up and down, up and down, hauling smokerock down into the caverns while Scourge dug below, carving through rock like a dwarf possessed. Soon she'd cracked open another two caverns, and was forced to stop while the others built stairways down.
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20th of Slate
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Another day, another block. The dwarves had run out of smokerock, and so Daedalus took a block of slate with him as he descended into the caverns. He stopped at the opening to the third cavern, taking a moment to admire the wondrous expanse below him. Layers of phyllite gave way to magnificient columns of petrified wood, which yielded in turn to white marble and-- wait.
Was that...?
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Daedalus danced onto the workshop floor, spinning with his arms spread wide. "Divine metal!" he cried. "Metal of the gods! Metal sublime! Oh joy! Oh rapture! Oh-- Olon! How goes the pot-making?"
"Great!" said Olon. "My name's not Olon though!"
"What?"
"My name's not Olon," said not-Olon. "I changed it!"
"...You've been Olon all the years I've known you."
"But all the years you've known me," said not-Olon patiently, "I wasn't a queen. Now I am! And a new queen should have a new name!"
"Ah," said Daedalus. "So... what's your new name?"
"Solitarian," said Solitarian.
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"My name is Solitarian. And as your newly named queen, I command thee: make me three pair of boots."
"What?"
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Our military problems are solved!
24th of Slate, 1050
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Down, down, down Scourge dug, carving the spiral staircase ever deeper, as the days and weeks crumbled by under the swing of her pick. Scourge swung, and the pick clove deep. Scourge pulled, and a blast of burning air rushed through the gap as the pick wrenched free from the rock, glowing.
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It was good. Scourge began the long climb upwards, satisfied with her work.
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10th of Felsite, 1050
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Now she knew the lay of the deeps, Scourge set herself to carve in earnest. Already she had hollowed a chamber for the plantings, with a trench to draw water from the cavern-aquifer below.
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Rejoicing at this welcome news, Daedalus began the brewing of their remaining mushroom supplies-- for surely there would now be no shortage.
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A lone bugbat roosted on the ledge of the stairway, inspecting the strange incursion into its subterranean world.
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Daedalus told somebody to seal the gap.
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14th of Felsite, 1050
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At last, the farm level was complete and ready for flooding.
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Satisfied, Scourge moved on to the stockpiles, and Solitarian set about the long task of bucket-flooding the farms... by herself. Dodok made more buckets, but Solitarian would allow no dwarf to help her. "A queen should provide for her subjects," she declared, and none could persuade her otherwise.
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2nd of Hematite, 1050
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After two long weeks, Solitarian completed her great labor. Thikut the planter, pleased to have work at last, descended the long staircase to begin cultivation.
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I'm going to start writing a little terser, I think, at least for slow passages like this one. I'm still making lots of pixel doodles tho!
6th of Hematite, 1050
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Now that the essentials had been more or less taken care of, Scourge turned her attention to more luxurious commodoties-- such as bedrooms.
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Scourge was a little suspicious of the design Daedalus had laid out for her. He called it a "windmill pattern". Said it was a part of his Vision.
It looked cramped to her.
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Three days later, Scourge finished hacking out the seventh bedroom nook. She was glad to stop carving nooks; they were finicky things to carve. Dig too far and you'd break right into another one.
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12th of Hematite, 1050
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"HnngHA"
"NnnnGA"
"HnnnGRA"
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"Uh, Atir?"
"Nnng-- What." Atir lowered her hammer.
"What are you doing?"
"Drilling with hammer," grunted Atir. "Will fight better this way."
"Oh," said Dodok.
"NnnnGNA"
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14th of Hematite, 1050
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Vindcara shoved his way into a neatly hewn chamber, pushing a pile of slate blocks in front of him. Scanning his surroundings with an expert eye-- it really was a nice spot Scourge had dug out for him-- he walked about the room, marking with a chunk of smokerock where he intended to put his kniferacks and worksurfaces. Already he could see a fine mincing kitchen in the making here, just as soon as he got all the loose stone out of the way... and he'd have to improvise some kind of knife. Maybe he could sharpen a piece of slate or something.
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15th of Hematite, 1050
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The kitchen was ready for use, and-- though it'd taken him several long hours-- Vindcara had managed to grind a shard of slate into a usable blade. Now to see about that horse meat.
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It was nice, Vindcara reflected, to get away from Solitarian for awhile. She'd been acting kind of strange around him lately.
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"Daedalus?" asked Solitarian, as she chiselled out the bottom of a rock pot.
Daedalus raised his eyes from the plump helmet he'd been mashing. "Yeah?"
"Where'd our anvil go?"
"It's still outside," said Daedalus, "and I don't intend to grab it any time soon."
"Well, make another one sometime," said Solitarian. "Your queen commands thee. We're going to need more than one, you know."
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19th of Hematite, 1050
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There was no need for more workspace just now. It was time, Scourge decided, for something new. Something ambitious.
It was time to carve a dining hall.
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Daedalus had laid out his Vision in detail. The hall was to be long and wide, with chambers on either side for various purposes. Long rows of stone tables would stretch across it, and eight staircases would provide access, radiating from the central one in a manner pleasing to the eye. Dwarves would come to witness this Vision in its glory, and Dawnthunder would recieve them well. Thus was the Vision, and thus it would be done.
Scourge was just happy she wouldn't have to eat on the floor anymore.
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21st of Hematite, 1050
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"Oi, Atir," said Daedalus one morning. "Solitarian was asking about the anvil the other day, and she's right-- we should bring it in sometime. Is it safe to go outside yet?"
Atir lifted the hatch cover a mite.
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"No."
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3rd of Malachite, 1050
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After long weeks of knifework, Vindcara had finally cut through the very last of the horsemeat. The mincework was a little sloppier than he'd like, but that would surely improve with better tools. For now, he was content.
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6th of Malachite, 1050
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"Don't get me wrong-- it's a very nice mug indeed-- but how did you even carve this stuff?"
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"I improvised!"
Well, thought Daedalus, at least it's not smokerock. And it really is a very nice mug.
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9th of Malachite, 1050
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After nearly three weeks of labor, Scourge squared the last corner with a triumphant swing. The dining hall was clear-- and already the others were fitting it with Dodok's fine masonry.
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Until this day, Dawnthunder had been a dugout, the frantic scrapings of seven beleagured dwarves. Now the seven were well-fed and safe, and their hole had become a home.
Soon, it would become a fortress.
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To fit the theme of this fortress, I think the furniture, weapons, walls, etc. should be made of unusual things. You could make tables of soap, for example.
Hm, yes. Certainly I've been enjoying the smokerock for construction purposes-- it's so light and colorful! Just so long as you don't think too hard about what it's made of...
Also, sphalerite crystal appears to be a workable rock; our dwarves will happily fashion the stuff into mugs, furniture or what have you. Given the striking nature of the mineral itself--
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--I can only imagine the resulting works of craftsdwarfship are spectacular indeed.
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12th of Malachite, 1050
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Three months ago, Scourge had cracked open the pure mantle of the earth. Now she intended to make something of it.
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There was no need for any great Vision now, for this was a labor close to Scourge's heart. Working by instinct, she chipped swiftly at the stone, content to let the pick do its good work. Two long days passed like flowing fire, and then--
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There should not be water here. This was no place for water. Incredulous, Scourge dug deeper into the damp.
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Even as the water began to flow, Scourge dug deeper still, hoping against hope... until, at last, she was forced back by the rising water.
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This was a terrible thing, water over magma. Scourge would have to try a higher level.
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15th of Malachite, 1050
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A furtive tapping at the hatch sounded over Atir's head. "Hsst!" whispered a voice. "Is anyone down there?"
"Hng," said Atir, raising her hammer. "Who walks over hatch?"
"Three dwarves!" whispered the voice, sounding frantic. "Only there's giant sparrows out here with an awful lot of flesh missing--"
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"--and we'd really like to get off the surface before they notice!"
Atir raised the hatch a mite, and seeing three pairs of dwarf-boots, opened the hatch completely. "In. Quickly."
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Atir escorted the migrants to the dining hall, where they were recieved with great rejoicing. Daedalus sought to learn their names and trades, and so the three introduced themselves in turn.
"I am Adil," said the first, a burly woman with emerald eyes. "High Master in the brewer's art."
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"And I am Enemy Post", said the second, well-sinewed and confident. "My accomplishments in metalcrafting are innumerable, and I am proficient in the skills of war."
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"Worthy skills!" declared Daedalus, eyes alight. "We recieve you both with gladness! But what of this dwarf behind you? What name and glory does he claim?"
"Uhh," said the last, reluctantly stepping forward. "So I'm... Methylatedspirit. I normally just go by Methyl. I can, uh, dye cloth. Kind of."
"Dye cloth?" said Daedalus. "As in, apply colors to it?"
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"...Yes."
"Ah," said Daedalus. "Well then... hm. Are you light on your feet?"
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"I suppose so."
"Can you run, and dodge, and endure?"
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"...Mmmaybe?"
"Are you willing to fight and die for your new home?"
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"Uhh. Actually, my doctor says--"
"Wonderful!" cried Daedalus, the old mad grin across his face. "Atir shall have a sparring partner!"
"What?"
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Apologies for the tardy update.
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28th of Malachite, 1050
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Solitarian was bored. She'd been carving rock pots for months now, which had been monotonous enough, but now she was done and there just... wasn't much else to do. Everyone was just kind of waiting around for Scourge to finish whatever she was working on down below.
Well, Solitarian wasn't going to stand for that. She was queen! She'd make her own entertainment! Stirred to action, Solitarian grabbed some slate blocks from the mason's, lugged them down the stairs, and set to work.
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She'd worked in mechanics before, back in the underdark-- had gotten pretty good at it, actually. It was about time she gave it another go.
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8th of Galena, 1050
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That first stint with the puddingstone had startled her, sure, but Scourge was no quitter-- not when magma was at stake. After the first disappointment, she'd simply moved her excavations higher, on the clean dry lignite, and all was now ready.
(https://imgur.com/8MuHfO8.png)
Yes. Yes, this was very nice. Now it was time to give it life.
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Scourge first gave worship to her god, Nunur the Copper Abyss, Lord of the Caverns, Lord of the Silent Waters-- for it would not do to perform such a great and dangerous labor as hers without first yielding proper homage. Her prayers complete, Scourge descended, enraptured, once again into the uttermost bowels of the earth. There she worked with caution, listening for the burning river at each swing.
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The lignite crumbled quickly. Scourge stopped, and listened, and felt, and knew the blood-fire was close.
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Dodok worked quickly, feverishly, like she'd done in that first week-- but in eagerness now, not in terror. In a very little time, her work was ready, and Vindcara took it upon himself to install it.
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With the final precaution complete, Scourge descended one final time to finish what she had started. She had planned her work well, taking the passage to the very edge of the burning sea, and now she needed only break the last wall from above.
(https://imgur.com/hPXhl0N.png)
Scourge worked carefully, carefully now, as the magma groaned behind the incandescent stone. The groanings grew louder-- louder-- and knowing what was to happen, Scourge scrambled up and away.
The wall gave.
(https://imgur.com/bDiNDa0.png)
Scourge snickered, cackled as the rushing feldspar crashed, torrential, under her feet, under the stone. The air burned, the earth crackled, and still Scourge cackled, standing triumphant over a tiny apocalypse of her own devising. Scourge cackled, and was glad that day to be a dwarf.
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After that, all the dwarves had to do was rig a couple of Solitarian's mechanisms to get the floodgate to lower. A simple pull of the lever, and slowly, surely, quietly, the magmaworks began to fill.
(https://imgur.com/btrV4PR.png)
It was autumn. Nobody had paid much attention to summer. Dodok built a trade depot.
(https://i.imgur.com/1UGB9CU.png)
Soon she would be building magma smelters.
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Magma brings out the poet in me. For this, I apologize.
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9th of Limestone, 1050
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A shout from outside. The trade caravan had arrived.
(https://imgur.com/iysLV9u.png)
There was no outpost liaison. There had been no outpost liaison since the Elder Days. Nevertheless, a few bold merchants had decided to brave the wilds, and here they were, with their goods and their pack animals and their guards-- but their wagons moved on, for the wagons would never fit through Dodok's meager hatch cover.
The merchants moved slowly, oh so slowly, trusting the guards to protect them and their goods. Daedalus ground his teeth as the hours crawled on, hoping against hope that the Grim Jungle would be kind to its clueless visitors.
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14th of Limestone, 1050
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By great luck, only a wombat wandered the landscape-- a wombat, quickly spotted and easily slain. A caravan axedwarf claimed the kill.
(https://imgur.com/drfPaSF.png)
The wombat lay dead, but now the giant sparrows returned, the flesh hanging from their bones. On the merchants crawled, and still Daedalus watched, raging at the stupidity of the merchants. How they had survived and reached the Grim Jungle in the first place, Daedalus could only wonder.
(https://imgur.com/fwMojDt.png)
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15th of Limestone, 1050
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"That's the last merchant!" said Daedalus, running into the dining hall. "They're ready for trade; we need stuff to sell them! What do we have?"
Vindcara leapt to his feet, saying: "What do we have? We have two barrels of finest mincings, from my own kitchen! The underdark will pay well for such fine meats!"
(https://imgur.com/76joV5L.png)
OOC: Yecch.
"Wonderful!" cried Daedalus. "Anything else? Anyone?"
Tink. Tink. Tink.
"Anyone?"
Tink. Tink. Tink.
"Wait, what's that sound?"
Tink. Tink. Tink.
"Solitarian?"
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"What... what are they?"
"Mechanisms!" chirped Solitarian, chiselling away at a gear. Tink. Tink. Tink. "I've been working on them for awhile now!"
"But... what do they do?" asked Daedalus.
"Oh, lots of things!" said Solitarian. Tink. Tink. Tink. "You can build traps, bridges that move, pumps for magma... didn't you ever wonder how those things worked?"
"I can't say I have."
"Well, I wonder. I wonder all the time!" Tink. Tink. Tink. "So I looked into it, and I liked it, and I've been tinkering with these ever since. They're very nice, don't you think?"
"...Yes. Yes, actually," said Daedalus. "Say... how much do you think these are worth?"
"Worth?" said Solitarian, frowning slightly. Tink. Tink. Tink. "A fair bit, I should think. Why?"
"Nothing," said Daedalus, but the slow grin was spreading once more across his face.
Tink. Tink. Tink.
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18th of Limestone, 1050
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Well, the good queen Solitarian herself came up to trade, and she turned out to be a pretty cunning salesdwarf. She started off selling Vindcara's meats for more food, drink, cloth and metal, and then once the merchants figured they had a good deal, she brought out the mechanisms and went into some kind of hour-long dissertation on their wonders, flipping the little cogs and latches to demonstrate their use. The merchants were enthralled, and Solitarian came out of it with some rather impressive pieces of bronzework.
(https://imgur.com/pWEaibr.png)
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Yeahhh, I have no idea what mechanisms are supposed to look like.
Dodok was laughing. It was an odd laugh. A disgruntled sort of laugh.
(https://i.imgur.com/wZ2KyW7.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/wfKdeFv.png)
What with her violently coughing in between chuckles, the sound was unsettling indeed.
(https://imgur.com/SdkO54q.png)
Well, thought Dodok to herself, once she'd finished coughing and staggered away from the fumes a bit, I'm sure Scourge has her... reasons. I can't imagine, though, what reasons she'd have to dig our magmaworks entirely out of lignite...
(https://imgur.com/2J5w6Vf.png)
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24th of Limestone, 1050
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Scourge had learned a good deal down in the magmaworks, and while digging down there she'd had ample time to consider how best to split slate off a wall. Now she was back topside, her pick clove the layered rock like never before.
(https://imgur.com/D55KiZg.png)
Having finished excavating the entire bedroom floor, Scourge set off for a drink. Maybe next she'd see about expanding that food stockpile she'd never quite finished.
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28th of Limestone, 1050
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An entire caravan's worth of food to mince! Cheese! Meat! Vindcara set quickly to work, delighted at the sudden influx of goods.
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"Smokerock."
"Ayup."
"You built our forges out of... smokerock."
(https://imgur.com/tANsJqI.png)
"Ayup."
"Why."
"It's magma-safe," said Dodok. "Completely impervious to the stuff. You can't burn smoke."
"Pff-- that's gotta be a health hazard!" groaned Daedalus.
"It was either that or sphalerite."
(https://imgur.com/GJg5Mju.png)
"Oh."
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2nd of Sandstone, 1050
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Atir was most displeased.
(https://imgur.com/3x20lKE.png)
Soon, she vowed, she would be fit to rid this wretched jungle of its thieving and murderous denizens. Soon.
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3rd of Sandstone, 1050
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*WHACK* *CRACK* *CRASH*
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The pick struck furious, the slate flew apart before it. Scourge swung, and clove, and advanced, a warrior against the ever-crumbling stone. She alone wielded the pick, first carver of a soon-mighty fortress. In days to come, dwarves would look upon the labor of her hands, and remember she who carved. They would remember, and wonder at her skill. They would remember, and they would name her Legend.
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So I normally play with temperature off for FPS reasons... and so I completely neglected to
clear out the lignite before flooding the magmaworks. Meaning... smoke. For the next year. Yeah.
I think I can cut it off with a stairway adjustment? Here's hoping.
Also, that floodgate? Yeah, hahaha... it's gone. Kaput. Molten. I've never had to play around with magma-safety before.
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Safe inside, the two adult migrants quickly introduced themselves. They were a couple, it seemed: Likot Raptorcrafted and her husband Kogan Inkname. The two had accomplished little during their long lives in the underdark, they explained, and sought a better life for their their two children-- a life of glory, a life of mighty deeds and great labors.
Daedalus did not question this strange ambition, for he too believed in the splendor of his Vision. It is in the nature of dwarves to crave glory, and so Daedalus simply asked: "And in what work do you take skill? How will you aid us?"
"We have... little skill in the crafts," said Likot. "I have dabbled in various labors, but am mere novice in all but butchery. Kogan took... what was it dear?"
"Correspondence course," grunted Kogan. "Correspondence course in carpentry and interior design."
(https://imgur.com/ylRLSBd.png)
Daedalus squinched his eyebrows. "Corr-e-spon-dence course? What is this corr-e-spon-dence course?"
"I didn't much like the look of it at the time," said Likot. "It *was* very economical, though."
Daedalus found this "economical" thing highly suspicious. It sounded like a goblin invention.
"We-e-ell," he said, his brow wrinkled, "can you fight?"
Likot nodded solemnly. "I can fight. You learn a thing or two about breaking bodies down in a lifetime of butchery."
"That settles that, then," said Daedalus, smiling. "You two can be a squad. Try and teach Kogan a bit of wrestling, and I'll see about preparing a couple hammers. We can always use more hammers."
The two made their way to the barracks in silence. Solitarian haggled off Vindcara's latest creations for more metalwork as they drilled.
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13th of Sandstone, 1050
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Now there was a nice supply of brewing plants to draw from, Adil could set about stocking up the fort's alcohol reserves. With quick and skillful hands, she began the juicing of the plump helmets, squeezing the liquid out into a rock pot. It was a messy job, but somebody had to do it-- and Adil did it well.
(https://imgur.com/CR3BGxD.png)
As Adil worked, she thought about all the names she'd heard since she arrived here. They were strange names. Daedalus. Enemy Post. Methylatedspirit. Solitarian.
They were very strange names.
But they were nice names.
Maybe Adil could take a nice name too. Something they'd remember. She was an important dwarf, after all-- what fortress could survive without its drink? Surely an important dwarf should have a name worth remembering.
(https://imgur.com/uAF0Av6.png)
There. That was a nice name.
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The forge glowed. The furnaces burned. The metalworks were ready.
(https://imgur.com/Ts6xx3v.png)
Rejoicing, Daedalus took up metal goods bought from the merchants and set down the stairs, Chibi and Enemy Post following. They would work the cheap equipment of the merchants into far better things.
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17th of Sandstone, 1050
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"Oi! Hammerdwarf!"
"Hnng," grunted Atir, turning. "What."
"We're behind schedule!" said the merchant, tapping one foot in a way Atir did not like. "We need to be going! Now!"
Atir peeked out the hatch a moment.
(https://i.imgur.com/sVzw1Ri.png)
"Is not safe. Must wait."
"But we're behind schedule!"
"Is not. Safe," Atir growled. clutching her hammer tight.
The merchants believed her.
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22nd of Sandstone, 1050
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Scourge had been greatly displeased when she learned of the smoke in the forges. Together, she and Dodok sought to plug it at the source, blocking over with slate the lowest point of the stairway so that the smoke might not come through.
(https://imgur.com/NcfLr0w.png)
The blocks held. The smoke dissipated; the forges cleared.
Daedalus would approve.
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Bored out of their minds, the merchants had taken to wandering the dining hall.
With their animals.
Atir found this most irritating.
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25th of Sandstone, 1050
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Once more, Atir peeked quickly out the hatch. The weasel was far away; it didn't seem to be looking. Throwing open the hatch, Atir descended into the dining hall, grabbed a merchant by the sleeve, and pointed to the stairs.
"Out. Quickly."
The merchants left. The weasel did not give chase.
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Apparently some reindeer calf Likot had brought with her thought following the merchants would be a good idea.
(https://imgur.com/VwsV2yc.png)
It was not a good idea.
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(https://imgur.com/VbPH5WM.png)
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2nd of Timber, 1050
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It was about time, Solitarian decided, she see about fulfilling her duties as a bookkeeper.
(https://imgur.com/v7eovOj.png)
The work was slow and tedious, but at least it wasn't so boring as carving rock pots. That had really been getting tiresome.
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8th of Timber, 1050
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The fortress proper was fully carved, and so Scourge took it upon herself to investigate futher the deposits of divine metal she'd struck when she dug the great stairwell.
(https://imgur.com/dLNXCFb.png)
The metal was... weird. It resembled iron, but rusted to the point where any iron would crumble. It was metal, but split like rock. You could knap a blade out of the stuff. What would happen when somebody tried to melt it down, Scourge could only guess.
They'd be finding out soon enough, at any rate.
(https://imgur.com/n93YDNq.png)
I've done some testing, and the dwarves will indeed melt rusted metal boulders into bars, the same way they'd melt any other metal object. Furthermore, because of the weird way the game classifies metal boulders, dwarves will
also use divine boulders to make rock short swords! Whodathunkit, eh?
,
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9th of Timber, 1050
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After weeks of hauling, Daedalus, Enemy Post, and Chibi had prepared enough metal to begin forgework. The iron and steel they would save for armor, perhaps... but the bismuth bronze? That would make fine warhammers.
(https://imgur.com/qZSy05F.png)
Dodok's carpentry had perhaps held thus far, but Dawnthunder could not hide from its enemies forever. Stronger enemies would come soon enough... but when they did, they would find Dawnthunder ready to meet them.
(https://imgur.com/eeicOVr.png)
It was good.
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So... I really burned out these past couple days. I'm running out of time to finish this, so I'm just going to smash these out quick as I can; no time for pixel art. I can maybe try and go back to re-illustrate later? We'll see.
Sorry guys.
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Slowly Daedalus worked the rusted stone over a molten fire, and slowly the rust came together. The particles flowed together as the stone melted, individual yet cohesive. The glowing metal cooled, cooled as the hours passed, but still a cold gleam emanated from the bar. The metal was... wrong. Its surface twisted, pitted as the bar cooled, fading to a sickly green lustre, still gleaming with a strange phosphorescence.
(https://i.imgur.com/7BbxwNG.png)
Working this stuff would be a nightmare.
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1st of Moonstone, 1050
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The air bit cold, the land shone with frost. Winter was come, and the Grim Jungle paid it no heed.
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4th of Moonstone, 1050
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Now she'd properly sampled the marble, Scourge began to quarry in earnest, extracting great deposits of rusted metal from the surrounding stone.
(https://imgur.com/ZpoLkLN.png)
Soon, she vowed, the hammerdwarves would fit themselves in fearsome armor indeed.
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10th of Moonstone, 1050
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Methylatedspirit drilled with quiet competence, practicing over and over the techniques Atir had invented with him. Atir watched, and grinned a sinister grin, and deemed her soldier ready.
*WHONK*
"Ow!"
"Defend," said Atir, grinning wide with hammer raised.
*WHONK*
"OW!"
*WHONK*
"Cut it out!"
*WHONK*
"No really, stop!"
*WHONK*
(https://imgur.com/5qO3Wf1.png)
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18th of Moonstone, 1050
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Twelve bars of rusted metal gleamed dark in the smelters. It was time, Daedalus decided, to see what armor might be made of them.
(https://imgur.com/qhOthEH.png)
The metal heated slowly, slower than steel, becoming workable only when any earthly metal would have melted. Even then, Daedalus could shape it only with long hours of labor, beating it into shape with strong blows of the hammer. The stuff seemed to fight him, twisting out of shape with a mind of its own. Daedalus forged and reforged, and slowly the metal smoothed, flattened, took on a new form and a new light... and at last, it was armor.
The mail glowed foul, with an evil light trapped by the heat and hammer. It was loathsome, and yet... magnificient.
(https://i.imgur.com/ePE3FyE.png)
Atir would be pleased.
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27th of Moonstone, 1050
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Solitarian had been griping lately about her quarters-- a queen, she said, should have better. Scourge had just about finished with her quarry-work for now, and so decided to try and alleviate the situation somewhat.
(https://imgur.com/1YqzFu6.png)
It seemed a little unfair for a single dwarf to claim such sumptuous accomodations, but it wouldn't do, Scourge figured, for Solitarian to be unhappy. She was surprisingly useful around the fortress, for all her demands.
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28th of Moonstone, 1050
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One by one the dwarves of Dawnthunder wandered into the dining hall. Daedalus stood at the end of the hall, a stub of smokerock in his hand.
"We are all here? Good," said Daedalus. "I call you here with new orders, and a new Vision."
Scourge glowered. This "vision" thing was getting old.
Daedalus pretended not to notice. "We have been trapped down here like rats in a hole. Only Dodok's hatchwork preserves us from the horrors of the Grim Jungle. We can't access our own wagon, and the caravan cannot reach us with its own wagons. Every migrant that arrives here trudges through horrors innumerable, and sees what? A wagon and a hatch cover! And they run a gauntlet of terror to reach that hatch cover, hoping against hope that the sparrows won't notice!"
The migrants nodded solemnly. Their arrival had not been an easy one.
"And what," cried Daedalus, "of the goblins? They will find us, I promise you that, and they will come with their trolls to beat down the wood of our protection! No! No! We cannot, we will not continue this way!"
The dwarves murmured. The goblins were many, the goblins were fierce. It would not do to meet them unprepared.
Daedalus smiled, and said: "Now then. I have recieved my Vision. We will claim the surface for our own: a little at first, but more in years to come. The migrants will come, and they will see dwarven stone before them, and dwarven warriors to meet them. Such will be our glory."
Atir grunted, approving. The words were meet.
"How will we do this?" said Daedalus. "Like so!" With that, he began to scrawl quick plans across the wall.
(https://imgur.com/QJ1StYU.png)
"I spoke with Dodok some weeks back. She's been chiselling blocks of slate nonstop ever since; we have hundreds in storage. They are heavy, but you will find them far easier to move than boulders. Haul them quickly, set them well, and be prepared to return to the safety of the underground should the wildlife prove too dangerous. Do not panic, or you will surely die. Work quickly, and you will triumph over the land and our glory shall be eternal. So shall it be done."
And so the work begun. Furiously the dwarves labored, hauling stone day and night-- for they knew the Grim Jungle would not suffer their presence long.
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Five days after construction began, the jungle sent its first champion.
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(https://imgur.com/KFBRKBX.png)
The scout lay dead, but the jungle had stronger beasts than a mere owl to hurl at Dawnthunder's growing walls.
(https://i.imgur.com/eBRuK0u.png)
The beast had not sighted the masonries... yet. Furiously the dwarves labored.
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8th of Opal, 1050
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Tiny hooves, wide eyes that did not blink. The jungle had turned the dwarves' own beast against them.
(https://i.imgur.com/lZbXaTj.png)
The dwarves scurried inside. Atir did not wish to engage this strange foe until her squadmate was properly armored, though Daedalus ground his teeth at the delay.
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19th of Opal, 1050
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Now things had calmed a bit up topside, Scourge had a chance to finish up Solitarian's chambers properly.
(https://imgur.com/U0wgBcH.png)
Very nice. Solitarian would be pleased at the improvement, even if it was but a small one.
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1st of Obsidian, 1050
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By the unceasing labors of Daedalus, Methyl now stood fearsome in a harness of rusted plate. Atir deemed him fit for war, and the two set forth to wrest the construction site from their dimunitive but potent enemy...
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(https://imgur.com/whh4p5v.png)
Their sparring paid off. The reindeer collasped swiftly, beaten down by a relentless onslaught of bronze.
The hatch was thrown open once more; Daedalus declared the construction work unsuspended. Furiously the dwarves labored.
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The wall was complete, the wall stood strong. The dwarves rejoiced, and Dodok ascended to replace the temporary door with a mighty gate, fit to repel even the strongest of foes.
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A harsh cry sounded far above. Frustrated at the blindness of its champion, the jungle had sent one last enemy, to fly over the walls and assail the dwarves within. Atir rushed with her soldiers to do battle, her face a terrifying visage behind the rusted visor.
Atir had killed ravens as a novice. They meant nothing to her now.
(https://imgur.com/ifjGxGu.png)
The hammers swung, the bones crumbled. Lowering her weapon, Atir surveyed the landscape. "Are all safe?"
"Mmph," grunted Likot, her face marred by long gashes. "I think one... knocked me out somehow? Clawed my head up good, anyway. I'm okay... wouldn't mind one of those fancy helmets, though."
No other dwarf bore wounds. Somewhat shaken by the sudden attack, Dodok resumed her work on the gate.
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After long hours of stonework, the gate was completed, a lever fit to it with Solitarian's cunning mechanisms. The lever was pulled, and the gear ground as the bridge rose, sealing shut just as some decaying emus-- foul foot soldiers of the jungle-- were about to investigate.
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Dawnthunder was safe once more. Daedalus marked the beginnings of a roof for construction.
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13th of Obsidian, 1050
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"EEYAAAH"
"Wait, Scourge-- WHAT ARE YOU--"
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"Pull that lever!" shrieked Solitarian down the stairway. "Scourge is out there!"
(https://imgur.com/wmnCzlx.png)
Thikut bolted for the lever. "How'd she even get outside the keep?!"
"I dunno!" yelled Solitarian. "Jumped the wall? HANG ON SCOURGE, WE'RE COMING--"
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If a dwarf wasn't at stake, Atir would never have sounded the charge. Too dangerous. Enemies too strong, too numerous.
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But Scourge was fighting for her life out there.
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For all its reek and horror and decay, the Grim Jungle for a millenium had been a place of peace-- the peace of the grave. The undead do not fight amongst themselves. Perhaps a goblin strayed now and again into the woods, and the jungle claimed it, and again the jungle subsided, the goblin now one of its own.
Fury like this the jungle had not known in all its days.
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For a long and fearful year, the dwarves of the White Hammer had cowered in their hole as prey.
(https://imgur.com/lOjDqG5.png)
Now they were the predators.
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(https://imgur.com/FacZUPo.png)
Now the Grim Jungle belonged to them.
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Clawed and bruised, Scourge stood proud over the corpses of her enemies, her pick slaked in blood. With head held high, she walked on her own two feet back into the fortress, allowing no dwarf to aid her.
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Solitarian took it upon herself to tend Scourge's injuries, but Scourge would have none of it-- her shoulder was fine, she said, just fine. What she really needed, she said, was a good drink.
(https://i.imgur.com/ollHSV8.png)
A true dwarf.
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Daedalus had been thinking hard these past weeks, and had come to a realization: his Vision lived. Dawnthunder stood. That had been Daedalus' task, and now it was done, and he need no longer have a hand in it.
It was time, Daedalus decided, another dwarf take the command around here, and so guide Dawnthunder to greater glory. Atir could do it, maybe. Or Dodok. Or one of the migrants. It didn't really matter, so long as it was a dwarf with a bright passion and a bold Vision.
As for Daedalus... well, there was an awful lot of armor to forge. There'd be more soldiers to equip soon, after all.
The migrants would be coming.
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Scourge, I don't know what to say. You apparently decided those emus needed to die
right then and there, and... well. You made that happen. I don't even
know how you made it over the wall with the gate shut... it was certainly impressive tho.
sorry for the wait. Also: playing a character, sorry if anyone takes offence.
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Likot was not happy. Not in the slightest.
Her husband, kogan, tried to brain her with his hammer again.
She dodged.
Yep, definitely not happy, and it was about damned time she did something about it.
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It was clear that the old leadership was incompetent. They'd gotten over half themselves killed for crying out loud! So when queen Solitarian got herself knocked off, I decided to speak up.
"Hey!" I said. "In case anyone hasn't noticed, our beloved seven leaders have been reduced down to three!" There were some murmurings at this.
"I figure that all the deaths started when my husband stepped down and the original seven were put back in charge! Clearly, we need some new leadership from outside that group, and seeing as Kogan and I are now two of only seven dwarves remaining from those who arrived within the first year of settlement, I think it should be me! Any objections?"
FakerFangirl - I mean Urvadkulet - raised her hand.
"Faker you better put your hand down or I'm gonna shove your head down that stupid water hole we have instead of a well."
"Oh yeah... Why didn't we ever set up a well there?" said a dwarf.
"Yeah! I'm tired of kneeling down and drinking water from my hands!" said another dwarf.
FakerFangirl put her hand down.
"Good! now bring me the reports, I have work to do."
(https://i.postimg.cc/v80f827Y/queendom.png) (https://postimages.org/)
(https://i.postimg.cc/cH9y6N4M/Capture.png) (https://postimg.cc/tZxmmw6Y)
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First things first, Likast reviewed an overview of the fortress:
(https://i.postimg.cc/15Hm1bDB/Capture3.png) (https://postimages.org/)
Egads! Likast knew that there was a drink shortage, the lack of any alcohol certainly hadn't gone unnoticed, but she at least thought there must have been some decent reason for it! Rather, it seems no one had simply bothered to put in the order for it! Well that stopped right here. Likast set down an order to make more drinks whenever they got scarce
(https://i.postimg.cc/02qjspFk/Capture4.png) (https://postimages.org/)
Next, she amended the standing orders posted in the main hall a bit. There were far too many bodies lying about.
(https://i.postimg.cc/vZ0ZfCBT/Capture9.png) (https://postimages.org/)
There were some mutterings about this not being worth the effort since orders needed to be given whenever a lever, such as the atom smashing lever, was to be pulled, it was dwarven tradition after all. Luckily, Likast had a plan for a more automatic solution, which wouldn't require violating dwarven tradition. It just needed a deep enough pit...
While she was at that, she also ordered a new mine to be dug above the magma sea, her predecessors had been far too cautious.
(https://i.postimg.cc/GmLpBbb6/Capture6.png) (https://postimages.org/)
Next, she set up some down time in the training schedule. Nosim knew she was sick of non stop training, and so were the others in her squad.
(https://i.postimg.cc/C5phwgvP/Capture12.png) (https://postimages.org/)
Finishing up, she put in the order for that well to finally be built before going on a tour to inspect the forts construction.
(https://i.postimg.cc/xCzjrCPN/Capture11.png) (https://postimages.org/)
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Overall, she thought the state of things wasn't too bad... the areas near the surface bothered her a bit, what with the seemingly useless, drawbridge cordoned off tunnels and the sealed second floor to the surface structure, but things were probably fine for now.
(https://i.postimg.cc/J0zrdqtK/Capture8.png) (https://postimages.org/) (https://i.postimg.cc/vZ2Gc9q6/Capture7.png) (https://postimages.org/)
Satisfied, she went back to her new office.
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That's when she heard the news.
(https://i.postimg.cc/pd7V18Kt/Capture14.png) (https://postimages.org/)
Asmel... Her dear, beautiful, little boy...
She sen't everyone away. She needed to be alone for a bit.
Dwarves walk around with their wounds sewn up with adamantine (brilliant arm is still better (c) someone on russian forum).
(https://i.imgur.com/OTlSHLe.png)
Someone somehow damaged rusted metal greaves (a troll, perhaps? It's covered with it's blood).
(https://i.imgur.com/T8hexFz.png)
And queen is outraged by insufficient dining room (although previous overseer did work on it by placing aluminium statues in her quarters).
(https://i.imgur.com/IAqafyL.png)
Everyone else suffer from lack of alcohol and praying. Becuse we don't actually have a shrine. Before i figure all the stuff out, it will be in meeting hall. Dwarves begin to pray eagerly.
(https://i.imgur.com/7Wvs7i6.png)
Unfinished projects are
(https://i.imgur.com/rkqJ2gN.png)
fun (it was not me), and will likely remain unfinished. I'm just expanding present farm, the 5x5 one that is closer to the surface.
(https://i.imgur.com/1gv2ni9.png)
There is a drowsy wounded lye maker near meeting hall thinking about nightmares while being trampled by military.
(https://i.imgur.com/ifOaMQU.png)
There is also a non-magma forge down there spaming with coal requests. Removed it. I don't see the hospital (although i see legendary medic. That's impressive), so i made one in the graveyard, among blood and teeth and ears and toes. They will like that, no doubt (What the hell has happened there?)(Turns out, lye maker were in hospital, but screw that).
Turns out, we have multicolored metal block. Is it from caravan?
Damned queen feels gulty from starting a fist fight, and feels nothing while in it. Abominable.
That's where wounds keep coming from:
(https://i.imgur.com/KtzoaEk.png)
Queen scratches!
(https://i.imgur.com/q8ekvLv.png)
Queen kills!
Queen needs to be put down! Somehow. She doesn't want to go into burrow. She can't be assigned as
a captain of the squad. So, the one-legged trapper Mistem Tombgifted will be sacrifeced for this. No one will miss him.
(https://i.imgur.com/H0aGOfk.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/J6UuhBV.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/k3aWh8q.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/iPgAF3O.png)
And no one will see anything except weird gap in engravings.
(https://i.imgur.com/vk7mX0F.png)
Blacksmith cleans up the blood. Other dwarves pilfer soap maker's clothes.
(https://i.imgur.com/yIqj3q9.png)
EDIT: Ugh... Reanimating biome is all over the map, is it?
So ends Likot Raptorcrafted, Second Queen of All Dwavendom, Lady of the Hammer, Dwarfslayer. Kogan shall mourn her passing.
Good start to the year. You've got a couple dysfunctional image links, tho.
Have you dorfed yourself yet?
Whoopsie. Fixed.
I don't know. Probably i will not.
I... I worry that when my turn rolls up next I'll be so up to my neck in madness and dead things that I won't know where to start... If I'm lucky, the worst I can hope to do is keep the status quo.
Oh stop it, you!
Make sure the queen gets properly intured! I didn't comically over indulge in that coffin for nothing!
So much for turning the meeting hall into a zombie crypt. :P
By the way.
(https://i.imgur.com/7lEdDAF.png)
There is a line of caves running along the evil mountains. :-\ Also, some of the other caves have up to 300 goblins in them. I almost want to go there in adventure mode.
This part has been an utter disaster with a ton of easily ooreventable deaths. You know that webcomic about fixing computer? "24 hours later: If militia commander survives we will get to the shore without being eaten by sharks, i will consider this a success!"? Yea, it was like that. >:(
n 5th Slate, migrants have arrived, 9 of them. Open the entrance! Why the heck i suddenly have 11 fps?
Amoth the migrants were:
Me (yet nother jeweller. Put him into military for now).
(https://i.imgur.com/tN1bdbq.png)
Talented engraver, who is also skilled crutch walker despite having both legs. Preparing for the worst, aye?
(https://i.imgur.com/eo4XQAN.png)
Mighty siege operator and competent axedwarf cheesemaker – both assigned to hammer squads.
High master beekeeper. We have a honey bee hive around, but...
It's first time i see dwarves playing music in temple. I didn't played much of latest version, though.
(https://i.imgur.com/fLYgHU6.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/FCQSEXT.png)
Atom smashed trash of titans that was threwn around the fortress. There were even Mistem's missing leg in a meeting hall!
(https://i.imgur.com/PnX7xq3.png)
and two more screens of stuff.
Part of new farm is for pig tails, we may or may not need to make some new clothes sometime soon. There is some silk lying around, but not thaaat much. :P
18th Slate.
There were some cancellation spam caused by lack of plump helmet spawn. I look at the kitchen menu saying that we still have 70-something of them and hope it's a bug.
Yeah, definitely a "bug". But why we have a page and a half of forbidden ones?
(https://i.imgur.com/3brDez7.png)
Hammer lord was accidentally left outside and got wounded a bit by giant mosquito zombie.
22th Slate.
Spinner went into posessed strange mood, demands wood and leather. Donkey butchering went without accidents (although we already had some leather... damn).
Dwarves prepare to get wood in a cave with a blind cave ogre zombie in it. It is on the far side, though.
(https://i.imgur.com/s0JMxvB.png)
Okay, tree gots cut and...
(https://i.imgur.com/NmIiG8E.png)
"With a head like a block
He went out for a sock
His arse i won't bother to save!"
*3 dabbling hunters go out to hunt*
Hunting!? What on earth you all want to hunt there?
*more dwarves go out to pickup equipment*
(https://i.imgur.com/y3WxUVP.png)
Yeah, right into the ogre, my dudes!
*I setup a burrow, dwarves proceed to ignore it*
Dwarves get mutiltated!
(https://i.imgur.com/KL8XWnC.png)
Okay, mooder got his wood, i'm closing the gap, if someone is left out it's his own damn troubles! No, i don't. Somehow only one log dropped and this jerk wants more. Get out to chop some more, people!
(https://i.imgur.com/OyNJ2IG.png)
You know what would be just marvellous? Shelled coyote zombie out of nowhere! Someone, build a wall. Please?
(https://i.imgur.com/l3fCJtB.png)
Eh. FakerFangirl, care for a redwarf?
Well, hammerdwarves apparently killed forgotten beast so hard by bashing it's skull in, that i can't find nor it nor it's corpse anywhere. Somehow wall finallly got built, somehow militia commander and another hammerdwarf got trapped in the caves with a bunch soon-to-be zombies.
NOTE: I live in China, and do my best to avoid VPNs. Unfortunately, recently imgur and a few other image hosting sites were blocked (meaning to read this thread, I've got to flip on a VPN, which is why I haven't been very active in it lately). I'll do my best to attach photos - but we'll see how much of an inconvenience this becomes.
What follows is the first post in a Dawnthunder Side-story. I forked off at the most recent save - 1054, after Vindcara's turn.
As mentioned before, my contribution to this community game will be in the form of adventure mode (due to computational limitations). I'll do some illustrations along the way. Hoping that our adventurer doesn't die within the first ten minutes, I'll be taking requests for where to go next. Additionally, if anyone wants the save, just ask.
Also - whoever plays next, I'd like to be dorfed. Specifically as this dwarf:
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/download/matrix.org/pamqnJOVbyVbTVcSsGDVofEa)
Meng is part of my Chinese name, and she seems to be easy going. She's also fond of cats, which is great. Do with her jobs as you will! Just delph or delphonso is fine.
So, let's dive in!
First, let's take a look at this beautiful hellscape: Ledirthadar, The Oracular Planet!
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/download/matrix.org/nOHrUMuToJxyOfLWfUjkTHnG)
There's some mountains, that are a pain to traverse. And a lot of gobbo pits... Food will be an issue - gotta keep that in mind.
So, seeing as there are 11 goblin civilizations, and a single dwarven civilization consisting of the 81 dwarves in Dawnthunder and 2 other ~mystery dwarves~ and... wait what?
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/download/matrix.org/WsYJjDaqCALRdWRmUuTQTNOY)
That's fine. The only other location once owned by the dwarves is Machineheat - to the west, currently occupied by a forgotten beast and a goblin visitor. We shall explore Machineheat! Or die trying!
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Well... I was... sort of hoping for more choices here.
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/thumbnail/matrix.org/XTMSPJexOuBbqbbzpoeHnVzx?width=800&height=600)
I put a lot of points into agility and dodge. Outsider was the only option, so we can't start with ranks in it - but I'm hoping to find a dwarven axe lying around.
Boy, what a name. I present to you, our hero of the hour, Ebbak Ugradbupe, "Jawbursts"!
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/thumbnail/matrix.org/HhsdHBowsvizguBoBctWFtjl?width=800&height=600)
More detail on Ebbak
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/download/matrix.org/gNKhjBsOPDTawnIObuDavwZy)
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(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/download/matrix.org/SVwzROHDTCBUxtvRgJDaOFff)
Our wanderings have brought us to Dawnthunder - the only choice. For some reason, Ebbak climbed this tower before I took control of him. As soon as I start the game, I realize that I may not have opened the front gate of this fortress...This might not be great.
As Ebbak climbs down the tower, he sees a flight of stairs, which, apparently to his primitive brain are impossible to pass. He instead jumps down to the entrance of the fort. I'm confronted what I immediately think is fire, but apparently is just constantly changing substances on the ground. Flipping between types of mucus, filth, and ooze - god that must be horrifying. How do you feel, Ebbak?
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/download/matrix.org/vIbVqiwApAnpKIFUbnDvvPkg)
Glad to hear it.
Let's explore. I figure it's good to get some company. I chat with a wide-eyed wrestler for a bit. He tells me about some monsters in the area. Queen Likot apparently also wants an artifact, but do one knows where it is. Great. Welcome to the team, Asob! I hope you're not a real S.O.B.
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/download/matrix.org/kehxulRYjNfhkVCGjbbXDHzP)
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/download/matrix.org/qGhxwQBCkaCrkBusdBtLlaeq)
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/download/matrix.org/NShrWqxhuBPAjUTpAiaEvYmo)
Asob and Ebbak search the fortress meticulously - mostly looking for a backpack or solid weapons. We run into an impossible staircase, and fearing I won't be able to get back, I march back up to the entryway. I gather a loose rusted metal gauntlet for Asob and find an iron shield and warhammer for myself. Just as we're about to leave, Ebbak notices something strange.
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/download/matrix.org/wOPyXsKkeJALObOIAnSssifP)
These animals must be from some merchants. I check if one has a backpack. Great luck! Unfortunately, you can't just pick it up from an animal.
I try a few strategies - lying under the horse and trying to pick up its items. Talking to the horse and convincing it to trade. All of these are to no avail. Finally, I decide on the simple, more dwarven approach.
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/download/matrix.org/kGVTSGLhLHqTWykJtkqRsDxJ)
I kill the horse - not noticing that it dropped all its gear the instant we started fighting. But now I feel adequately equipped for a journey.
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/thumbnail/matrix.org/laRpfVeCnmKXdGhLQXUffSOA?width=800&height=600)
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After travelling for some time to the West. Ebbak and Asob stop for a drink and some food. We run into this:
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/download/matrix.org/fBwcGRMdzscuDnkeHbXmBpiD)
Will the adventurers deal well with this horrible undead horde? Find out next time!
(https://matrix.org/_matrix/media/v1/download/matrix.org/fucSZTOARdnNBiRUsKdnHGCA)
[There was a genuinely long time of wandering around, sorry to cut it short, but this was like 3 hours of playing. I cut a lot because it didn't result in anything. I also found a cave that was impassible because of lag and constant "IDENTIFY YOURSELF" shouts from some goblins.]
We're headed to Machineheat. I'll post again when we get close!
You live in China? Yeesh, that sucks. I can see why you've had difficulties. Although I can't the pictures aren't loading for me, I trust that you will bring glory to this world. Onward! Strike the undead!
Yeah, have been for a while. I love living here. In general, the benefits of living in China outweigh the inconveniences that come up - but times like these I must admit I do think about my other options.
I uploaded the pictures to matrix.org - which has gone down for emergency maintenance for the last twelve hours or so. Hopefully these images will show back up soon. As their website is down, I can't download these pictures to re-upload them somewhere else. I might do that if this happens again - but matrix has been incredibly stable for me except right now.
EDIT: Seems there was some sort of data loss with the maintenance - and I was just unlucky enough to do it about 2 hours before the maintenance... Still hoping on some recovery. If not, I'll find a way to remake some of those screenshots.
As a humble offering, I present to you all Ebbak - done in 3 minutes in my terrible mspaint skills!
(https://i.imgur.com/Rc9oCJI.png)
Getting a real Owen Wilson vibe off this guy.
(https://i.imgur.com/MXRxIgP.png)
Get ready, Ebbak and Asob - this won't be easy. But, with a little luck, we can pull through!
(https://i.imgur.com/j9HR4Ah.png)
Welp.
Ahem...
Time to reroll, I guess.
Greet the wonderful Kar Bupegorhax - Burstsharks!
(https://i.imgur.com/ZMzfFVi.png)
More detail:
(https://i.imgur.com/oJUjCMu.png)
Things started off pretty similar. I convinced some random dwarf to join me - Momuz. I'm taking a pouch of foul soot - which I'm certain will come in handy at some point. The goods:
(https://i.imgur.com/57r4Aah.png)
We're off toward Machineheat. I swear by the foul soot that I will explore that fortress!
(https://i.imgur.com/f7iMaWU.png)
What's that...? It's Likot's hammer! Italgethust Amkol Nakas! Obviously, I must take it with me on my grand journey.
(https://i.imgur.com/A3XXPpj.png)
After leaving, I realize I forgot to bring any amount of food. I quickly look for something to kill and eat - but everything is already dead and just very, very angry. I backtrack for some plump helmets or something back at Dawnthunder. But of course - on the way...
(https://i.imgur.com/ikxPujX.png)
OH, and as I fight off this ogre, I see something MUCH WORSE to the north - a dusk man wrestler who has killed an ogre:
(https://i.imgur.com/eKbvluk.png)
Yes! Some hope! Oh - also Momuz is already dead.
(https://i.imgur.com/CmL1LcQ.png)
The dusk man approaches the fight - but targets the ogre first. I take a few steps away, ready to sprint - but thinking I might be able to finish off both.
(https://i.imgur.com/vfvlw0j.png)
Done!
(https://i.imgur.com/EY2stL4.png)
And done! ALL SHALL FEAR KAR BURSTSHARKS!
I throw a bag of foul soot at a goblin - but miss. Then I squash an undead weasel on the way back to Dawnthunder for food. I stop just outside the fort and speak to this interesting fellow:
(https://i.imgur.com/YNiC058.png)
He tells me of open war with "The Puzzling Leper" - ultimately, he doesn't have much to say. There's nothing to share about Machineheat - likely because it's a dead site. Kar rests in Dawnthunder for a few moments. It's insane that Dawnthunder is a CALM place in this world - there are so many caves and constant roaming parties - travelling is exhausting.
We'll be back next time with more Burstsharks!
(https://i.imgur.com/TEJgJhW.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/dXPTF2b.png)
NOTE:
I've never been particularly bad at adventure mode - but not particularly good. I've never played in a world like this - ignoring the duplicated raws - there's just so many bad things out there. It's so hard to make progress - but damn if it isn't !!FUN!!.
I violated my own rule to write things down when things happen, so this update is a complete junk.
You know what? There were unfinishhed (and unfinishable) fungiwood up\down stairs on top of the entrance. And cancelling construction got me a second log for moody dwarf. Which was enough to complete a blasted artifact. Oh, me!
(https://i.imgur.com/rxhN2kb.png)
Queen finally died and was buried. New queen is our legendary diagnoser. Now to dig out new tomb for her. And fix mayoral quarters, she is getting upset about eating without table, among other things.
(https://i.imgur.com/MrMVAug.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/7IPfJ20.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/3ZLqnGy.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/hOAswkJ.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/q0TsLD9.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/4E5TwMc.png)
With one loss, cave hammerdwarves managed to permakill ogre, forgotten beast and other former inhabitants and were let back in.
Alcohol is finally going, but it looked like one still wasn't enough, so i built a second. Also second jeweler and clothier workshops. And farmer workshops down in caves, don't remember if i built or just let it run.
Summer
It occured to me that alcohol production will be going faster if stills were closer to food stockpile, so i moved them, along with the kitchen.
Someone has " gone missing"... in the caves? and when i opened unit list i got this. :-\
(https://i.imgur.com/Ff5vETh.png)
When i reopened it, it was gone and there were proper 72 citizens.
I opened the entrance and moved the military outside, so civilians would be able to finally plug that hole i the roof and clean up some trash on the surface. Not much cleaning were had, because there were "no gathering refuse outside" order and i didn't disable it fr some reason. At least military become less cave adapted?
I ordered some things to be encrusted with gems, got this. I'm not sure if you are supposed to be able to encrust gems with gems.
(https://i.imgur.com/UPBRMbe.png)
A bunch of crundles got into the pasture! Apparently there was a hole in the wall near the ceiling. Apparently, i forgot to screen the whole deal.
Someone sure does like cats. Most of the statues depict 30 cats striking triumphant pose.
Autumn
Vile force of darkness! We probably can manage it. Okay, military goes to depot. Or maybe it will be better to go deeper inside...
(https://i.imgur.com/5MbiIgU.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/H77rw4y.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/WdtDObs.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/R8C1ExV.png)
Ah, screw that. Charge! And you better be fast.
Still no wounds, even after literally being piled up on by goblins.
I unpause and watch the slaughter. I see "Rovod Endokmafol has been found dead". I pause and look at the log.
(https://i.imgur.com/m2B9v9S.png)
This has gone on until sixth currently visible page, until she passed out of exhaustion.
(https://i.imgur.com/MZSMCls.png)
And then they murdered her for 7 more pages.
(https://i.imgur.com/pwtfL1v.png)
Which means "Chilledcurls".
I actually did do this surface cleaning operation this time (i hate all those teeth lying around), two dwarves died, somehow.
That one permanently depressed trasher has finally gone stark raving mad.
No caravan this autumn, no migrants this summer, civ heads are "merchants". Can someone check how our civ is doing?
Winter
Dead willow somehow grown up on the surface! And three spore trees grown up in the farm! Finally dwarves will get some proper beds and bedrooms.
(https://i.imgur.com/uFx3km8.png)
Two of those were dug out.
Water newt! How terrifying. IT soon died somewhere in the caves.
(https://i.imgur.com/fot0Bhv.png)
Another moody dwarf, this time glassmaker. I don't think we can get any glass, so he gets walled in.
Meeting hall become tavern, temple was dug out near the barracks. Tavern keeper was assigned, dwarf got poisoned, tavern keeper got removed. There is an order to make some statues of gods for mason, that wasn't finished. And it turns out that you can't specify smokerock as craft material.
Summary.
(https://i.imgur.com/f5u88Jk.png)
Memorial hall. I wonder how much rows it will be by the time this thing ends.
(https://i.imgur.com/jEvENnc.png)
Save file: http://dffd.bay12games.com/file.php?id=14336
Ah, yep, only other dwarf town was destroyed in the time before time in first 50 years. Then who we recieved caravans from?
By the way, poked around with adventurer myself, now that gates are open. First thing i see is a baron of Machineheat aka outpost liason. Apparently he never actually been in Machineheat.
(https://i.imgur.com/9B8taVL.png)
Asking other dwarves about troubles gived me "lost treasure". Apparently, Methylatedspirit lost his named hammer somewhere. After a while, i found Methylatedspirit himself.
(https://i.imgur.com/R7iFjsK.png)
:o
Zombie queen wants her hammer, you say? Well, dwarves somehow atomsmashed insane trasher without ever noticing his corpse, but that's even worse.
Delph is already dwarfed, by the way.
And we're off!
(https://i.imgur.com/TSns7M1.png)
Strong-armed Kar and Tekkud Asizbomrek "Flashedwhip" venture from Dawnthunder into this blighted wasteland some call the Ocacular Planet!
The going is real rough, honestly. My strategy was mostly fleeing the instant an ambush arrived and trekking manually across mountains since they're mostly devoid of life/unlife. A swarm of angry undead elephants was enough for me to just patiently walk across the mountains.
Let's meet our companion, Tekkud, though -
(https://i.imgur.com/g7PToM6.png)
Aww, what a sweet guy. I hope you don't die out here, buddy.
Kar drinks a bunch of wine and eats a handful of nuts before passing out on the ground. Ah, so like myself. Better find a nice place to lay down my head. This will do:
(https://i.imgur.com/llr7ktP.png)
An interesting part of the long walk was seeing the horrible impossible landscape. Accursed fog boulders and devildust walls were everywhere. I found several mutilated great horned owls too. As I walked onto some flat ground to fast travel a bit, I found some sort of site.
(https://i.imgur.com/Zt8HQFS.png)
There were a ton of coins from goblin civilizations on the ground here. I tried to find the entrance, but couldn't - this was a usual problem in this journey. I'm not sure where the entrances are for some of the sites - using just the compass for navigation. Possibly, there are hatches covered by some junk somewhere in here. Or it's the result of raw strangeness. Not really sure. I'm going to double check on legends to see if they were sites like Titan one or actual caves that perhaps I missed.
Some of the more interesting coins:
(https://i.imgur.com/Cvf57ZH.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/neY6uFx.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/FsDFiS0.png)
We continue walking - and finally, some hope appears on the compass.
(https://i.imgur.com/kcduQYL.png)
It's not long before we find another impossible to enter site. I wander around and find a nice souvenir which I wear with pride.
(https://i.imgur.com/3kFoQ9S.png)
The journey is pretty easy, just involves a lot of running. I'm not sure how Kar does it, as she is running with a barrel full of wine with nuts floating in it in one hand. Incredible. Tekkud and I only fought an undead weasel and some giant moles. The weasel was impossible to kill - every blow just glancing off. I eventually ran from it.
And then.
(https://i.imgur.com/WdOjY6E.png)
Glorious Machineheat!
What are these walls made of?
(https://i.imgur.com/oOfTmiO.png)
A tear comes to my eye. It's so similar to Dawnthunder. Now, to discover what destroyed this precious site.
There's food in the depot - which is an extremely pleasant find. The most precious resource in the world. It's almost all cheese.
There's a tavern on the surface level. It's empty of food and drink, but has some mugs and instruments scattered about.
I see something I can't even imagine.
(https://i.imgur.com/yYOd9f2.png)
We're in.
(https://i.imgur.com/DOMKr1e.png)
The halls are empty - some of strange materials, but mostly it's the usual stuff. There are some forges long forgotten and a room filled with pig cheese - I mark it mentally. I find some remnants of the old empire.
(https://i.imgur.com/oI0sYcO.png)
Tekkud and I hear something moving around in the fortress.
Could there be a survivor? A single lost soul? Somehow surviving the swirling chaos of the world below? Milking pigs and living off the cheese perhaps?
Uh oh.
(https://i.imgur.com/HUM792G.png)
See you next time when we encounter this stranger! Perhaps with violence!
(https://i.imgur.com/SAKQ9P4.png?1)
Right, I've gotten here, and I'm using reveal all to get every floor of this place to save time. It's possible that some parts will get cut off due to the GUI getting in the way, though. Of course, I'm editing out anything that you wouldn't normally be able to see, like stone layers and a spoiler.
This is gonna take a while, I'll tell you that. EDIT2: Forgot to mention, I'll update this post with new floorplans as soon as I can get them ready.
E5: Unless I'm mistaken, these are all the notable floors of Machineheat.
EDIT1
(https://i.imgur.com/aRMFxJk.png)
Link to version with internal walls (https://i.imgur.com/HjjL1ZE.png)
EDIT3
(https://i.imgur.com/jRPB3z5.png)
Link to version with internal walls (https://i.imgur.com/EBB2qRl.png)
EDIT5
(https://i.imgur.com/8PvrtvP.png)
This one doesn't have the central spiral staircase, nor does it have any internal walls to remove. It's an extension of floor 19, around the top-left corner.
EDIT4
(https://i.imgur.com/h4IJFem.png)
Link to version with internal walls (https://i.imgur.com/iclnF6j.png)
EDIT2
(https://i.imgur.com/tht58mX.png)
Link to version with internal walls (https://i.imgur.com/qbobGyq.png)
Sorry about leaving everyone hanging - been crazy here lately. I might be able to get a little adventure in today - if not it'll be another several days as I run off to the hills to sleep in a cave over the holiday.
Thanks to Methylatedspirit for the maps. I'm planning to wander around as long as I can looking at statues and trying to get a bit of history from the place. Unfortunately - almost all the statues were generically of dwarves and a couple of generic animal men. The most history I came by were those coins.
But yeah, I'm playing the year 4 file - though I don't know how much would change unless someone was sending squads out to Machineheat to reclaim it.
Solitarian, this is the world file and has the raws duplicated in it already. You can just drop in in the saves file and run it like a normal game. Easy-peasy.
[EDIT]
Well, well, well - look who had some extra time...?
Kar and Tekkud left off right in front of a goblin concealed by darkness in the dead halls of Machineheat. Hesitantly, they interact with the goblin.
(https://i.imgur.com/5Ca0SrL.png)
Seems like an alright fellow, for a goblin. What do you know about this place?
(https://i.imgur.com/gZb59MF.png)
Wait...what?
This guys not making any sense. But I noticed he's holding a book that might have more information.
(https://i.imgur.com/L9tzLbA.png)
I ask him for it, but he refuses. The conversation went something like this:
(https://i.imgur.com/GN67BhH.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/WJoujDg.png)
The book is a bit less useful than I thought it would be.
(https://i.imgur.com/QVUGniZ.png)
I couldn't find the book he wrote earlier anywhere in the fortress. It might have been in the giant stockpile of junk - but of the things I looked at, I didn't find anything except the usual there.
Exploring all of Machineheat - I can tell the dwarves living here had a rough life. The statues become increasingly disturbing as I go.
(https://i.imgur.com/3znyPcW.png)
Tekkud and I make our way through every nook and cranny. The deepest section is a purely kimberlite floor - actually very pretty.
We work our way back up to the odd 18th floor (mostly only accessible from below) and finish our exploration of Machineheat.
(https://i.imgur.com/gqZObyo.png)
Hmm...
Well, best to be cautious about that. Don't want to stumble on it unprepared or anything -
(https://i.imgur.com/OT2RhFM.png)
Oh.
(https://i.imgur.com/WJoujDg.png)
Here's Akon - The Gill of Grease
(https://i.imgur.com/Qxx9r9f.png)
The fight was pretty good - lots of dodging and jumping away from clouds of boiling poison.
I don't think I got caught in it explicitly - so hopefully that means I won't get any effects.
Akon ran at me, and ended up underneath me after this strike to the leg - giving me a clear shot at its head.
(https://i.imgur.com/NssLHRB.png)
Quite honestly, this might be the first forgotten beast I've killed in adventure mode. I feel very proud of myself.
Machineheat is now devoid of any residents, as far as I can tell. I couldn't find the path to floor 20 - the 3rd? bedroom area. If there's something to beat up there, let me know - Meth - and I'll try to backtrack.
Did we learn anything? Not really. But that's fine. We found a shitty book, that I'm still carrying.
Oh, and for some reason the rooms around the forgotten beast had clothing fit for a human, so I am at least wearing leather armor.
Thanks for reading! I'm going to visit some of the sites around Machineheat - and use Machineheat as a sort of base of operations (still has plenty of cheese lying around to steal). I'll see if I can find more books, coins, or anything of actual interest.
(https://i.imgur.com/BnvdUfS.png)
Apart from the inexplicable webs in floor 20, there's nothing notable there. If you're curious, the following is how you get to floor 20 from the central staircase of floor 19:
(https://i.imgur.com/iPjjc8v.png)
I finally have some time to sit down and relax, so I started watching Sol's turn so that I have an idea of what the hell awaits me. I don't think I'll be able to meet up to the standards of a full video; best I've got will be some gifs of yet-to-be-determined length.
Sol, if you're using DFHack (which I suspect from the happiness tracker in the bottom right), you can use control-m to check building linkages. Find those levers.
EDIT (Just gonna update this as I watch):
-CLT means that a workshop is cluttered; dwarves working at a cluttered workshop work more slowly, proportional to the level of clutter (iirc, the first level of clutter is half speed, and maxes out at 1/10 speed). Some people avoid clutter, others see it as a form of self-regulation if they have orders on indefinite repeat for things needed indefinitely, like alcohol. Personally, unless I'm melting individual coins, I never make enough in excess to worry about clutter. An easy way to get rid of clutter is to disassemble and rebuild the workshop, though in the case of smelters, you may lose some fractional metal bars.
-Heat rises; tiles over magma will still be listed as warm. Same for tiles under magma, though naturally you'll have free floors over those to keep magma from spilling onto a poor dwarf's head. With that out of the way, adamantine spires absolutely CAN have the hollow tube on the second level. I once had a fort with a spire that stretched to the top of an already abnormally tall third cavern layer (like, 40 z-levels of cavern; wound up with nearly 100 levels of adamantine). Where was the tube? Second level.
So I've got good news and bad news.
The good news is: with this new power cord, I can finally overclock my CPU while the computer's plugged in! I can play Dwarf Fortress
faster and longer than ever before!
The bad news is... well...
(https://imgur.com/ZVy0Bwh.png)
(https://imgur.com/ZvSqNQf.png)
I don't think I can do this.
The undead have been multiplying down in the caverns for seven years now. They've become a CPU-killing abomination that even our legendary military would be hard-pressed to kill. The only solution, I suspect, is magma, and I don't have the engineering know-how to pull off such a thing.
I'm going to bow out, I think, and let the next overseer have his due. Wierd, are you up for playing ahead of schedule?
Everyone, completely unrelated question: do we want a Quotes section in the OP?
yes
Good enough for me. I set aside a couple extra posts for exactly this sort of purpose when we started this fort; I've designated one for quote purposes.
We are now accepting nominations for the Quotes section! If you see something you like, point it out and I'll put it in!
In other thread-related housekeeping news, I've updated the OP dorflist. If you want a dorfing, let me know! Here's the current citizen list:
(https://imgur.com/aiOpkxS.png)
'Tis done, sirrah!
(https://imgur.com/uspY1tN.png)
(https://imgur.com/h3a2qRu.png)
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I'm thinking at some point I'd like to update the OP with summaries of people's turns, with links at appropriate locations. Maybe when I'm done with my turn.
And speaking of which, my first turn update should be up soon. Yayyy
So, I thought I would download the latest incarnation of Dawnthunder and look around. All was good and loaded fine, even though I was using LazyNewb to handle things, FPS was great, rocking along at 32. I built an outside depot and set up some defences for when the traders came, then, without warning, FPS dived to 6, right in the middle of building a windmill to power a few pumps to fill a new moat. Looking around, I see the new depot covered in smoke with flames spreading out, I zoomed out and saw another line of fire spreading from the edge of the map where the merchants must have arrived. They were obviously carrying something that exploded as soon as they spawned, and again when they started unpacking …………… The entire embark was soon on fire. Puzzled, I thought to myself, 'bugger, I must have loaded up ModdedHell by mistake', but no, this was definitely DawnThunder.
I typed "Die Now" into DFHack and quietly deleted the save, vowing to never think about this debacle again.
I have little head for the intricate workings of dwarven engineering, and so I seek audience with Shorast the mechanic.
(https://imgur.com/kGJibeB.png)
Shorast has much cunning about her, and her magnum opus, a bismuthinite artifact most wondrous, proved her a true legend in her chosen profession.
(https://imgur.com/B1oVeeU.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/scvzB30.png)
I explain my predicament to Shorast: I wish to slay our foes that yet roam the surface world...
(https://imgur.com/HKHTKJ0.png)
...but I cannot expend priceless dwarven lives in so doing. I wish to slay the goblinfolk with cunning, and with machinery.
Shorast considers the matter, and provides to me two options. First, says Shorast, we could devise a long passageway into the fortress, and line it with insidious traps. The goblins would rush into the passageway, and there meet their end.
Second, says Shorast, we could raise liquid fire from the depths of the earth, and cast it over the land. My eyes widen, that such a thing should be possible!
I request that Shorast prepare designs for both undertakings; surely there is no harm in redundancy. With skill she lays out for me the necessary diggings, sketching with a sharp stylus strange geometries upon the slate wall.
(https://imgur.com/lubTvqV.png)
(https://imgur.com/dWMbYpI.png)
I and my fellow miners will have much work to do this year. I only hope we can complete it all before another maddwarf takes up the overseer's mantle.
(https://imgur.com/XzKwvBo.png)
I'd like a dwarf in this fortress of pure insanity. A male militiaman, name him Dingus.
'Tis done!
(https://imgur.com/ZJLwHd7.png)
You are legendary in your chosen weapon, hardened against all psychological trauma, clad in divine metal and adamantine, and bear seventeen kills to your name, undead all. The world shall fear your name!
...Y'know. Assuming you live that long. ::)
I would also like to be dorfed, thanx Superdorf, a part-time warrior armed with a large, copper serrated disc or some other trap component that might be available.
I'll be glad to! Only... how do I get a militia-dwarf to equip something that isn't a weapon?
Could I ask for a Dwarf? Male, preferably, a Cook or a smith or some such.
Done!
(https://imgur.com/71iQSO3.png)
You're riddled head to toe with scars, and your hand doesn't work so good ever since it got bit by a zombie... but somehow you live yet, and you're quite the expert in your trade of choice. You produce high-quality aluminum furniture for the entire fortress, and pretty soon you'll be dabbling in weaponsmithing too.
13th of Granite, 1058
Work on our latest war project continues apace...
(https://imgur.com/DHsSFYp.png)
...interrupted only by brief killings of the undead.
(https://imgur.com/d1esub3.png)
(https://imgur.com/iHZk1P3.png)
(https://imgur.com/HPO52aN.png)
(https://imgur.com/IQZiu7U.png)
I witnessed Deler's arm reanimate on the workshop floor, and I have since sealed the hole from which that rat crawled-- but these gorlaks! Whence these gorlaks? How do they penetrate our defenses? I do not know.
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As the cage-works progress, I recieve joyous news from the surface. The goblins have left us!
(https://imgur.com/OBCxXyn.png)
Only the undead now remain above. I am nearly sorry to see them go, for now we shall have only the walking corpses on which to test our traps and our cunning-- but now we shall have time, time to raise mighty works upon the surface world!
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18th of Granite, 1058
I wake to a blood-chilling cry.
(https://imgur.com/3Fgi3ZX.png)
"Forgotten beast!" shouts Oddom the wrestler. "Forgotten beast in the stockpiles!" I rush below, dreading the scene of horror that awaits me...
(https://imgur.com/tk8IdrZ.png)
...and find nothing?
I approach Oddom, who stands over a stairway, terrified. She points down the stairway, which opens abruptly into a cavernous void: "There! See? Forgotten beast!"
(https://imgur.com/sLFVzl1.png)
(https://i.imgur.com/ViIqcrR.png)
(https://imgur.com/OUZJ0Zi.png)
OOC: As it turns out, the stockpile here is separated from the first cavern only by a thin slate floor... and a certain up-down stairway punches through that floor, giving dwarves a peep-hole to gaze upon the horrors below... and giving cavernous climbers and flyers an open route into the fortress proper. Oops.
"It spat at me!"
(https://imgur.com/Kt4s7jQ.png)
So here, then, is the mystery of the sneaking gorlaks! I mark the offending stairway to be sealed off, so that no more creeping abominations from below might frighten my fellow dwarves. I also resolve to have words with the idiot who put that stairway there.
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Oddom tells me that the idiot I seek was none other than Daedalus himself, and that he is dead now. She points me to the hole in which his body lies
(https://imgur.com/g03i0dX.png) . . . (https://imgur.com/WG8eQZG.png)
and I shout angrily at his skeleton for awhile.
(https://imgur.com/OA9F2Dx.png)
This does not make me feel better.
1st of Slate, 1058
The cry of some long-forgotten monstrosity sounds in the deeps.
(https://imgur.com/0tuZ7Bn.png)
We of Dawnthunder have come to know the sound well. Such is the cry of the Beasts-Under-Earth, old as time. The Beasts are twisted and fell, and live only to kill. Our predecessors were wise to keep the caverns shut.
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9th of Slate, 1050
A crash is heard in the caverns. That accursed Beast is after our machinery!
(https://i.imgur.com/tjx8SDj.png)
I ready myself for the worst, but shortly learn that the destroyed lever was outside our defenses.
(https://imgur.com/KzFOBZ7.png)
Why did the Lithotech dwarves put it there? I do not know. I do not understand the ways of Lithotech dwarves.
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If there were migrants coming to us, they would have arrived long before now. They will not come this season.
(https://i.imgur.com/Uz1ekVK.png)
Perhaps the dwarves of the underdark simply fear to come this way. Perhaps this place no longer holds glory for them.
...Perhaps they are dead.
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1st of Felsite
That Beast slew many of the undead in recent weeks, but now the sounds of titanic combat give way to silence.
I find this silence far more worrisome than the noise from before.
(https://imgur.com/Mr2NayK.png)
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20th of Felsite, 1050
The crafting folk have excelled lately; their work is truly masterful.
(https://imgur.com/TAhsuBg.png)
I did not realize this 'Dingus' fellow was a stonemaster! It seems he can wield a chisel as well as he wields a hammer.
(https://imgur.com/ok9sYWd.png)
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The Lithotech machine has been making some strange noises as of late. If I didn't know better, I'd say the thing was squawking like a bird--
(https://imgur.com/1S7caQx.png)
(https://imgur.com/xntod2K.png)
Oh.
...Far be it from me to question the ways of Lithotech dwarves.
(https://imgur.com/h5ab9Nv.png)
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1st of Hematite, 1050
I am told summer has arrived upon the surface world.
(https://imgur.com/fWXEruH.png)
Down here, I'd never have noticed.
I and my fellow miners have wrought great excavations this spring, according to the designs of Shorast. The mechanics and the stonemasons have labored with us; our combined efforts have borne wondrous fruit.
(https://imgur.com/NbxgqE2.png)
The mechanics are just hooking up the final bridge-levers now; soon, the access gates and locks will be fully operational. From there, completing the traphall will simply be a matter of laying down ever more traps-- and while the mechanics lay cages, we miners will prepare the casing for Shorast's second design: a mighty pump apparatus, with which we shall belch forth molten rock upon the surface world.
That, I think, will be well worth the effort.
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1st of Hematite, 1050
Horrors! The madness is upon us once more!
(https://i.imgur.com/GPU1Efm.png)
I hastily arrange the excavation of a quarantine block. There is no stopping a mad-dwarf in high blood-fury, but we can perhaps ensure that no further damage is done should Momuz tantrum again.
(https://imgur.com/67WXMPW.png)
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2nd of Hematite, 150
This time, we are fortunate. Momuz the mad-dwarf vents her blood-fury upon a hapless llama, and so we her fellow dwarves remain unharmed.
(https://imgur.com/xtoEJtM.png)
Nevertheless, I order all miners to focus their efforts upon completing the quarantine block. We must not allow Momuz to become a danger to we who are sane.
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8th of Hematite, 150
The miners work quickly; the haulers follow quickly after. In a very few days, Momuz's isolation chamber is complete; Momuz is hastily ordered in and the doors shut behind her.
(https://imgur.com/aTEGt0f.png)
Before we locked the door, we saw Momuz praying in her bedroom, offering supplication to Tobul Earthenmoss, Lady of the Gem.
(https://imgur.com/joJuRzj.png)
Perhaps there is hope for Momuz yet.
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9th of Hematite, 150
Today there is cause for rejoicing. It is time at last to test the traphalls!
(https://imgur.com/yAlei7o.png)
On the face of it, little has changed here since the spring-- but the mechanics have been busy, and the bridges now conceal wondrous machinery within.
I decide first to test the line of access bridges that allow our mechanics to easily traverse the traphall.
(https://imgur.com/htMoycl.png)
I order the lever pulled...
(https://imgur.com/PwmDH72.png)
...and in unison the bridges raise! Excellent! Now for the other bridges, the traplock bridges that seal off the corridors entirely...
(https://imgur.com/V6QPl0K.png)
(https://imgur.com/rtoawpa.png)
Ah! They raise as one! Wonderful!
I will have to perform further testing on certain of the other levers, but I am well pleased with the function of these the primaries. Now the mechanics shall lay cages innumerable, and we miners shall see about carving the casing for that "magma stack" of Shorast's.
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11th of Hematite, 1050
I checked in with Momuz today.
(https://imgur.com/mnaqh6h.png)
Our swift treatment is doing wonders for her mental health; she looks to be making a speedy recovery. It would seem she really did just need a few days off-duty, a few days to pray to her gods.
I will let Momuz remain in her new quarters a little while longer, I think. The rest is doing her good.
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I have to say, I'm pleasantly surprised to see a dwarf actually recover in quarantine for once. It helped that I was able to catch it so early-- 20 FPS has its perks, it would seem.
"Who's running the fortress this year?" Zefon asked. The other dwarves looked at each other. None of them put their hands up. Dawnthunder had a long history of mismanagement, contradictory orders, and general !!Fun!!. No one wanted to be the latest overseer.
"What about that Temptedwheel kid?" Shorast asked. "She recently came of age, right? Couldn't do a worse job than some of the overseers we've had... What's she going by these days?"
"Nezclaw," Methyl supplied. Queen Mosus nodded.
"Then let it be done."
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/447397453424230400/610566230603989014/Screenshot_at_2019-08-12_16-11-49.png)
Nezclaw looked up as the senior dwarves approached.
"Congratulations, kid, you're the overseer this year," Methyl announced as he handed her an extremely battered folder.
"M-me??" she asked, licking her lips nervously. "But I don't know how to run a fortress!"
"Consider it a rite of passage, then," Methyl said, not unkindly. "You grew up here after all, you probably have a good idea of how things run,"
"I guess..." Nezclaw said.
"Besides, you'll have us to help." Zefon promised. Nezclaw nodded.
"Okay."
"Why do we have so many animals?" Nezclaw asked as she surveyed the pasture. Mosus shrugged.
"I'm not entirely sure..."
"Uh, shouldn't we butcher some of them? Maybe get some variety in our meals? And uh, oh, we should have some hammerdwarves nearby..."
"I shall order it done." Mosus promised. "Though I am still waiting on that large gem I requested."
"Thank you, my queen..." Nezclaw murmured. "I shall get right on it."
"Put an animal stockpile there... and a food stockpile there, and there..."
"Ma'am, we have a siege approaching!" Solitarian alerted her.
"What?? It's only the second of Granite!" she exclaimed, panicked.
"It's okay, don't worry. The gates are up, and we have the traphalls, remember? They just need to be opened to the outside."
"Right.. right... uh.. someone get the first two access bridges hooked up to the individual levers, and then breach the surface."
It took a few days for the surface to be breached. She considered calling it off as the goblins moved past the fortress, but the grand magma plan required iron for the pump components and the only source of iron was the goblins. In the meantime, she took up bone carving. The slaughter she had ordered was underway, and she had a number of pots to practice decorating.
A piercing whistle called everyone into the fortress as the surface was breached. Due to the traphalls only being partially filled with traps, only the first two access bridges were raised.
The dwarves watched as the goblins sensed the weakness in their defenses and turned back... only to be met by a couple of undead giant chipmunks.
"Maybe they'll do our job for us, eh?" she heard someone laugh.
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/447397453424230400/610577338089865256/Screenshot_at_2019-08-11_22-57-08.png)
"One can only hope," someone else replied.
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/447397453424230400/610578277530075160/Screenshot_at_2019-08-11_23-03-04.png)
"Say, Nezclaw... I have an idea," Shorast the Mechanic spoke thoughtfully.
(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/447397453424230400/610578363920154624/Screenshot_at_2019-08-11_23-03-26.png)
"Heheheheheheheheh...."
(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/447397453424230400/610578404005249072/Screenshot_at_2019-08-11_23-04-47.png)
"Better pull the traplocks too."
"Mmhmm... and now the access bridges..."
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/447397453424230400/610580137766813711/Screenshot_at_2019-08-11_23-06-17.png)
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/447397453424230400/610580804166352966/Screenshot_at_2019-08-11_23-07-46.png)(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/447397453424230400/610581880978407434/Screenshot_at_2019-08-11_23-08-13.png)
"And the hammerdwarves will take care of the rest of them," she says confidently. "Better get those bodies dumped quick before they rise again." The fortress defended, she heads back to her bone carving.
The next months went smoothly enough. Traps were built, the farms were growing some different crops than plump helmets, the millstones had been set up, and a refuse stockpile had been built to hold the spoils from the Cleaners, as the bait animals had died. In the meantime, Nezclaw had heard many dwarves griping about not being able to pray, or hang out with people.
So, on the second of Malachite, she declared a holiday.
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/447397453424230400/611024993668825108/unknown.png)
(Translation: I made a burrow over the tavern and locked them in. then I realized there weren't any beds and canceled.)
also would anyone object if i hacked magma in to destroy the piles and piles of teeth in the caverns? because uh...
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/447397453424230400/611085642822189056/unknown.png)
there's a lot of teeth there.
clearly, we need to entice them with exports.
The next time the trade caravan arrives, just freaking flood them with master-crafted bone doodads, encrusted with menacing spikes of zombie tooth.
the key there being IF it arrives.
Summer Report, 3 Limestone 1059
Progress has continued apace, despite flagging morale.
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/447397453424230400/611256045515309088/unknown.png)
The Traphalls are coming along nicely. It was suggested to add some stonefall traps, as there's only a limited amount of cages.
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/447397453424230400/611257249641398273/unknown.png)
The Cleaners have been deactivated, and a refuse pile was built to the side of the Atom Smasher to hold corpses to process.
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/447397453424230400/611257647500361738/unknown.png)
Additionally, a furniture stockpile was dug out in order to encourage the decoration of the forts furniture. Well decorated and good quality furniture creates good thoughts, after all, and this fort needs all the positivity it can get.
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/447397453424230400/611259252924743682/unknown.png)
We had a strange mood! Valued at 27600.
Another siege!
(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/447397453424230400/611709362943295488/unknown.png)
The traphalls work beautifully. I also ordered a chokepoint to be constructed.
There is one more month left.
I can't do this.
There has been too much death. I told them to stay out of the cleaners. I altered the burrow map. Yet they still try to go in. The fools. I... the gorlaks....
....i KNOW we're out of cages! I told you to throw the goblins in the pit! And why hasn't Mebzuth been released???
Right... uhh. there was a mood.
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(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/447397453424230400/612381210009665556/unknown.png)
*sob*
and then they walked into the cleaners while it was running! why?? Armok why????
and now Ushrir's followed him! Why??? Armok damn this fort! Damn it to the pits of hell! I can't do this!!
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(My framerate is currently three. and yet somehow they keep ending up in the Cleaners anyway. i'm packing this damn thing up and throwing it at the next victim while my dwarf has a nervous breakdown.
also, apologies for the inconsistent character voice, i tend to default to a fairly precise manner of speaking)
Obsidian 12th
It is not easy to transcribe the nature of this strange place that I mind myself in. Trying to put to paper some of the things I have seen…
It is like trying to sing gold or speak water; to see scents or believe nobles. Even now, the words on this page shift before my eyes – paragraphs bud eyes, full stops bite, and entire sentences simply… vanish.
I will try my best, nonetheless.
The fortress is currently in good shape, in terms of supplies:
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Though I note that one of the scholars in this mad place has apparently become oblivious to his surroundings. A small multitude show similar signs of stress, perhaps from the incessant madness of this warped fortress. I myself am injured, though I cannot for the life of me remember how.
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A quick look over the books confirms the source of the stench in the air: we have over eight thousand rotting body parts in various places, along with at least a thousand corpses or more.
At least one of our Axedwarves has been missing for a week, our militia’s commander is in a cage near the farms, screaming about being repentant, and the less said about the lower levels of the Caverns, the better. The stink is almost overpowering, and I really don’t want to think on what is making all those crunching and rattling noises, coming up from the depths of the fortress.
I have a lot of work to do.
Addendum: Some of the more stressed dwarves have taken to throwing random bits of rotting produce at him to see if it provokes a reaction. Nothing yet, no, but damn me if it isn’t funny to see.
Obsidian 15th
After a review of Dawnthunder’s current layout, I believe I have a general grasp of the fortress’ layout. That said, I will need to review the mechanism-links – I still have no idea how to open the gate leading to the trade depot, nor do I know the precise function of that strange assortment of levers and bridges on level six.
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The hospital still needs to be located – if only to treat my current wounds – and that scholar who keeps screaming about cage traps and reloading needs pacifying. And then there’s the giant undead corpse-mangling thing in the Caverns, which the mechanics have quite firmly assured me is not a threat to us so long as it is ‘properly operated’.
Armok help me.
Obsidian 17th
Work has begun in the walled-off section of the Caverns. I have given the order to craft a hatch cover and dig a small, narrow shaft straight to the magma sea. That should provide a method to dispose of the numerous body parts accumulated by our fortress, along with some of the Goblin prisoners and perhaps some of the extraneous animals.
Additionally, the mechanics report a problem with the ‘Cleaner’ – though much of their terminology is beyond me, they were able to get it across by pointing and a fair bit of miming. The rollers at the corners, responsible for propelling the minecart, appear without power for the moment, though the rest remains powered.
The bait may also be deceased, though I cannot tell properly: the stinking clouds of miasma prevent me from getting closer, and what looks like purple ink stains obscure large parts of the sketched design. At any rate, the walking corpses don’t look to be entering the main section of the device. Further examination is required.
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Sorry for the short update. The game crashed when I tried to save, and that wiped a couple weeks of progress, so I'm posting what I managed to salvage. Add that to me playing blind and the 18 FPS, and the result is that things are going a mite slow.
11th Granite, 1060(?)
Repairs – or whatever the hell you can call it – to the Cleaner have begun. Intake is currently off, as is power and such. Hammerdwarves have cleaned out the Crundle Corpses still lurking in there, allowing me to take a closer look at the current state of the machine and its damaged manual.
The bait needs replacement, considering that it’s been consistently failing to draw Undead in despite the primary insertion point being unrestricted. I have sent for a stray Donkey to be dragged here and chained in place, so that normal operations may resume.
Addition of gear assemblies and potential addition of power sources to corner rollers necessary for maximal execution of undead. Following careful study of the operator’s manual, I recognise that no further construction need be performed on the device and have ordered as such. With luck, operations will be able to resume within a month or so.
25th(?) Granite, 1060
A Forgotten Beast showed up.
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The Hammers took care of it without a single wound to them. It truly is a sad day when Dwarves being spooked by undead Crundles and not digging a hole to the Magma Sea are greater problems than a literal abomination from a time before time attacking.
More seriously, though, I believe that I understand the current issues with the Cleaner and fortress; my solutions are below, to be presented to the Mechanics and remaining ex-overseers of the fort in the hopes that they can advise further.
- There does not appear to be a bait animal present at the Cleaner’s chain, nor is one being moved despite my orders to those idiot haulers to do so. Solution: continue waiting for now, re-iterate orders if necessary (perhaps with percussive encouragement, delivered by a Hammerdwarf to the latest idiot who thinks that hauling rocks is more important than this).
- Abundance of corpses throughout fortress results in frequent job cancellations, particularly in relation to hauling of animals, digging, etc. Solution: designate temporary garbage dump/corpse stockpile in one of the atom smashers, until Magma Sea Disposal Chute can be completed.
- Multiple Dwarves display signs of significant stress; though five of these cases are relatively moderate, two appear dangerously close to terminal. Solution: complete temple(s) to satisfy religious needs, disable hauling on affected Dwarves and attempt to keep them away from corpses, fighting, etc.
5th Slate
Short entry. Was attacked.
It was the Forgotten Beast from earlier - Shash Kadandisuth. It got up after all the Hammers did to it. Got through the Caverns and into the fort. Attacked me.
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Got off lucky. My arm hurts like hell, but the Beast is dead again – some Wrestler came charging in, beat the bloody thing’s head in before it could do much more than that.
It may have offed one of the Clothiers, but it’s difficult to tell – knowing this place, it’s just as likely that the Beast ate him as it is that his pants decided to come alive and beat him to death.
No migrants, either. Damnation!
Author's Note: Realistically, there's not much of note going on at the moment. Any corpses that reanimate die before anything Fun happens, the FB died without any injury to the Hammers (beyond the Queen's broken nose, and I think that was extant before the fight), and the biggest issue is the dorfs not digging that chute for corpse disposal. Going to try and use an atom smasher or two (coupled with dump orders) to try and clean out some of the corpse parts in the Cleaner.
FPS keeps jumping around - worst so far has been 18 FPS, on the Cleaner floor.
5th Slate
Following examination of the fortress’s layout near the Cleaners, I believe I have a plan.
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The room up here has no real use, but it is directly over the Cleaners’ main section. If we were to remove the ramp and block off the stairs (perhaps with a water-tight door, or a floodgate), we could then utilise a pump-stack to bring water up from the river and flush the various body parts and contaminants out of the main chamber. The flow could then be directed through the door here:
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Sending it down a shaft and into a chamber with an atom smasher, which could then be used to dispose of any of the giblets and bloodied water. It is possible that a floor hatch or floodgate, linked to another lever in the ‘control chamber’ could be utilised to dictate water flow into the main Cleaner and the DAS below.
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The atom smasher would be located on this layer, with a door in place to prevent the water and corpses from reaching the fortress.
Using this as a base – the pump stack will begin on the left side, with the two sections between having doors (locked and forbidden, to ensure water-tightness) in place. The section behind that is both for access and any necessary maintenance that may arise.
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This, as the designs indicate, would continue upwards for four floors, until we reach the newly-made reservoir. Water would be pumped in – stopped from leaking down further by removal of the ramp and blocking of the stairs with a door – and either left here to sit, or deployed into the Cleaners via lever-operated floor hatch.
The water would then flow into a set of channels leading down into the DAS, where the undead remains and contaminant-laced water can be disposed of without problem.
16th Slate
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When I find whatever soft-headed, beard-gnawing fool decided to bury corpses in an evil biome, I’ll – I’ll-
Well, I’m not sure what I’ll do, but it probably won’t be pleasant. Those bloody catacombs are scary enough without our fortress’ dead rising out of their coffins as we try to bury others. And then there’s the issues with the corpses further down – funny, how everyone in this hellhole can survive the lunacy before running away at the sight of a mobile arm.
Still, the corpse-chute to the Magma Sea has finally been completed. I have already ordered the first batch of corpses – mostly skeletons, a couple Goblin prisoners, and some of the detritus from the Cleaner – to be disposed of via it.
Burrow restrictions have temporarily been lifted; with them in place, the Cleaner is outside the Overseer-approved areas of access, seemingly preventing the hauliers from entering the reeking central area and dragging out the various bits that the minecarts have not pulverised wholesale.
7th Slate?
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Another citizen of the fortress has died. A Wrestler, this time, one that was apparently quite stressed. One of our Scholars was attacked around the same time – a Wrestler, who did quite the number on his shoulder and hand. I cannot say if the two incidents are related, but I have ordered the construction of a long-overdue Hospital in the heart of the fortress.
With luck, the knowledge that their injuries can be treated quickly and (semi) efficiently will help deal with the stress running rampant in several members of the fort.
1st Felsite?
I fear that the strange nature of this fortress is getting to me in some manner. I seem to have lost several days, and I have no clue as to why I woke up reeking like the Cleaners, but apparently, I was stumbling around the fortress, completely oblivious to anything and everything around me.
Three months in and I’m already cracking. Armok help me.
A second Forgotten Beast showed up.
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Apparently, though, the Undead are proving useful for once. They may not be big or dangerous, but there’s enough of them to literally drown the Beast in corpses. With luck, they’ll do the Hammers’ jobs for them.
Finally, I must report that something strange appears to be going on in the Caverns. Two of our Mechanics, along with a Blacksmith and Hammer-Captain, are simply standing amidst the animals and flora of the secured layer. The Captain, in particular, has been there for several weeks now, and is displaying severe signs of dehydration.
If this carries on… well, it cannot. We can’t keep losing Dwarves like this.
Author's Note: There’s about four Dwarves – the non-Dorf Hammer Captain, two Mechanics, and Imic’s Dwarf – just standing around on the first Cavern layer, refusing to budge no matter what I do. They show up as ‘No Job’, despite having Hauling and multiple other labours active.
I’ve tried opening a hole in the walls around the up/down stairs on the first layer of the Caverns, disabled all labours before re-enabling them, temporarily removed burrow restrictions, taken all squads off active duty, teleported (in a backup save) them out of the Caverns via DFHack – nothing’s worked, with even the teleport just having them stand where they teleport to.
Does anyone know what's up with them?