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[ShadowHammer]

Here we go.  Fortress dwarfs:

If you don't like your title, the fort is out of my hands.  I ran out of inspiration halfway through.

No dorf for me? 

[4maskwolf]

Sorry, the armored had already been requested and no more armor/weaponsmiths arrived.

[Karma]

Maybe rename Mistem the blacksmith to Shadowhammer?

Also, my title is too cool to live.

[FireCrazy]

Yeah, Magma Miner, I like that .

[WoobMonkey]

This is a well-crafted cat tallow soap amulet.  On this item is a picture of WoobMonkey the Official Soapmaker of MireHole the dwarf.  WoobMonkey the Official Soapmaker of MireHole the dwarf is beaming.  This item signifies the awesome and mighty power invested in WoobMonkey the Official Soapmaker of MireHole the dwarf.

We will be cleansed clean.  Lather up, dwarfs - there's nothing to worry about, as long as we have soap!

[zlob]

From "The Journal of Zlob the Freemason, ruler of Mirehole":

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

19th Felsite, 302, Late Spring

WoobMonkey inisted that I let him take care of kittens trapped outside of fortress. I had no option but to refuse. It'd be insanity to go outside! I am not talking about husks who would tear you apart right after the doors slam behind you. BUT THE FOG... You'd become a husk yourself. Everyday a fog drifts nearby and turns local wild animals into bloodlusting killing machines.
The elves have arrived. And just after them, "fog drifted nearby".


I summoned a few dwarves who wanted to go outside, Woob included, to our surface post (the place with 4 statues Wolf drew a sketch of) and let him hear the screams of the elf who inhaled the fog. The sound was terrifying. I think they understood that no overseer would let them outside, as long as the fog keeps drifting nearby at least once a day.
Well, I feel bad for such a harsh demonstration. A spinner who was there got possessed shortly after.

He claimed craftsdwarf's workshop. He needed leather so I ordered to slaughter a cow for him.
Then came three kobold ambushes. I think they don't know that the horses outside aren't ours anymore. I think they don't know they are zombified. I think they don't know they are invunerable to arrows as well.
Soon they realised that they have no chances against the undead horses. After one death, they began fleeing.

27th Felsite, 302, Late Spring

The possessed spinner created Idashsid, a gabbro amulet.


Then, after a minute, Blehnheim gave birth to a child. It was a boy.


31th Felsite, 302, End of Spring
I organised a party to bid farewell to spring and to welcome summer.

OOC: Congratulations, Blenheim, your dwarf gave birth to a boy! Should I give him a special name?

[4maskwolf]

Actually, that's a good point. Shadowhammer, would a legendary +5 blacksmith work for you?

And Zlob, did you give yourself a title yet?

[zlob]

Sure, it's Freemason, at least until I make up something better

[Blenheim Datandur]

OOC: Congratulations, Blenheim, your dwarf gave birth to a boy! Should I give him a special name?

This comes as a surprise, as I am a male

I honestly don't have a name preference, just as long as you put "Baby Axedwarf" in the job title >

[ShadowHammer]

Actually, that's a good point. Shadowhammer, would a legendary +5 blacksmith work for you?

Sure, thanks.

OOC: Congratulations, Blenheim, your dwarf gave birth to a boy! Should I give him a special name?

This comes as a surprise, as I am a male 

That awkward moment when...

[4maskwolf]

Oh, and if you have a title in mind, ask. Zlob can give it to you

[zlob]

From "The Journal of Zlob, the Freemason, ruler of Mirehole":

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

27th Hematite, 302, Early Summer

The fortress changes. I ordered our miner to dig eight 7x7 rooms which would serve as elite quarters. Of course, it'd be to good if everything went good. We found soil in 3/8 rooms, which will make their value lower.
Also, as our settlement grew, Gnorm decided to cancel his temporary "expedition leader" status and organised a first mayor election.
WoobMonkey won and thus became a new mayor.
Heck, it'll take some time to make him rooms which he desires.
Below is a list of current Mirehole's nobles:


27th Malachite, 302, Mid-Summer

10 migrants have arrived. Gnorm, who is still our record keeper, created this for me:

As with the previous sketch, I will simplify it for those who have no time nor will to go through this and check what every 11 is.
To our fortress came:
2 great metalcrafters, one of whom is also a great armorsmith and weaponsmith (OOC: do you want him to become your dwarf, shadowhammer or you prefer a legendary metalsmith?)
A great potter
A great gemcutter
A great mason
A great pump operator
2 great carpenters
A great wood burner
A great tanner, herbalist and presser
A quick summary: We now have 84 dwarves.

Oh, and I noticed another nice engraving about batdorf:


14th Galena, 302, Late Summer

I ordered a creation of control room. Every single lever in fortress will be put there, to avoid situations, where you'd have to run to caverns in order to prevent a forgotten beast from exiting the aforementioned caverns.

6th Limestone, 302, Early Autumn
 
Our workers finished "The Grand Mayor Room", which can be called the opulent throne room, the grand bedroom and the grand dining room.

22nd Limestone, 302, Early Autumn

One of our metalcrafters was taken by a fey mood.


1st Sandstone, 302, Mid-Autumn

As we were having fun at a party which Rhyme organised, 12 migrants have arrived.


After Woob had enough fun (and booze) at the party, he went training. It wasn't a good choice.


23rd Sandstone, 302, Mid-Autumn

Immediately after coming back to senses, Woob went to training again. A mad man!


14th Timber, 302, Late Autumn

I finally made the fey metalcrafter start his construction.

19th Timber, 302, Late Autumn

Our metalcrafter finished the artifact:


1st Moonstone, 302, Early Winter

I can feel my reign ending. I am too tired for that.

12th Moonstone, 302, Early Winter

Our liaison finally managed to catch Woob jobless, and promptly ruined his siesta. Our fortress needs wood, so he ordered wood with max priority.
Our fortress is gremlin-infested.

In order to prevent more of this from happening, I ordered to have our fortress tightly closed.
Yes. I wish to write here, that the one who ordered two of three gates to be RETRACTING bridges deserves a gremlin in his quarters. Really.

2nd Opal, 302, Mid-Winter

Our liaison finalised our trade agreement.


11th Opal, 302, Mid-Winter

A butcher withdrew from society


20th Opal, 302, Mid-Winter

The secretive butcher created a magnetite flute, thus becoming a legendary engraver:


31st Obsidian, 302, Late Winter

I wish to quit my rule. I can take this no longer. I hope that my successor will bring this fortress more glory than I did.

[zlob]

Here's the save:
http://dffd.wimbli.com/file.php?id=8144
Best luck, peregarrett!

[Rhyme]

We are what?

I'm going to have to change a bit of my narrative.

[peregarrett]

Oh, can't do it now, I'm busy with Necrochambers. Skip me.