Lakebones: The Exile
Okay, guys, I feel I've done enough solo-fortress play to try a real challenge and at the same time try to boot up a succession fort. Who wishes to join me on horror of Lakebones [Nerosod]?!?
Opening Story: (in spoiler)
"I am so DEAD..."
Harper dragged himself like the corpse that he soon would be, shuffling dejectedly, carrying only his pet cat Moonshine.
The guards behind him weren't taking any chances, and they eyed the cat carefully as they escorted him to the caravan that would soon make its way far west from The Just Fence into The Jungle of Slapping.
Slapping. Indeed, that was what was happening. A righteous slap to the wrist for his 'misdeeds' towards the monarchy. Gastark had its fair share of upstart heroes these days; humans and elves that went out and called themselves demigods just because they had dubious parentage and the means to slay a few incompetent bandits. The incident where a certain adventurer brought a flesheating plague down upon a human capital to the south was well known even among the insular dwarves. As a result, the xenophobic (in Harper's opinion) lords had come to the conclusion that they would lock up the mountainhome for twelve years and a day, in case such a fool wandered into their historic site trying to gawk. No one would be allowed to see the interior of the dwarves homes!
He had the rather daft idea to say this was a bunch of goblin faeces in the presence of his so called betters, since what was the point of glorious halls that no-one ever saw!? His general distaste for the lords was already known from his past, and this was the tipping point. No longer could he rely on his good eyes and that one time he made a sculpture of the Duchess that she had liked (it was meant as an interpretive piece stating her idiocy~ and the fact she loved it really drove the hammer home about its subject matter).
He arrived at the depot. His meager possessions were already on the wagon, and there he saw a ragtag bunch of six other (probably) disowned dwarves.
All of them on their way to form an outpost for The Just Fence; an outpost that would be the focus of the world; because yesterday, thirteen couriers had set off to instruct all human and elven trade meant for our mountainhome to come to this ragtag outpost. He suspected several couriers might take the oppertunity to become adventurers themselves, since they too were aware that they could never come home again for twelve years.
"It will be an engineering challenge for you, Sir Harper! I know you love them! Our prospector; Hack, assures me you'll be rolling in minerals!"
If you call a freezing cold lake of saltwater in the untamed wilds an engineering challenge. His beard would freeze first, then a snow tiger would rip out his nostrils and leave his entrails as bones on the bottom of the lake. And Lord D. F. Hack? Wasn't he the one who put disclaimers on his work!?
He turned to look at the other six who were loading things dejectedly. They all stopped to look at him... was that hope in their eyes, or malice... oh no... they didn't expect him to... no...
"I am so DEAD..." He whispered...
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The world used is Gastark, previously a crapsack pangaea world with a horrifying ocean generated for me to kill adventurers in (hence the tongue in cheek references above), but I was looking around it and there are some !!FUN!! potential sites for us to use in this project. The one I've selected this time is:
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And here is Lord D.F. Hack's noted 'report' for the minerals:
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Should be quite a challenge: untamed wilds and the cold, salt water lake that will probably freeze a fair bit. Completely flat plain surrounding it, sabotaging easy defences, and a Badlands next to a forest; with the lake, for 3x biome diversity. There are some Terrifying sites as well on the world, but I imagine they're sporting the instant death syndrome* that has now killed at least 3 of my adventurers of this world (also referenced above), so for now I'm going to give them a miss.
Still seeking future overseers and anyone who wants dorfing is also welcome.
Suggestions for our groups name are also welcome, though I'm leaning towards "The God-Cat of Prophecies" at the moment since its silly. :P If you take up an initial dorf, you can also specify skills within reason (keep it to 8 points just in case we run low on embark, though take note that I'm planning to go with no anvil as well for extra !!FUN!! so a metalsmith might go rusty. Finally, my character, Harper, will be an Architect/Building Designer to fit the above story.
As for succession rules, the following sound decent to me, but I'm also open in that regard:
+ 1 + You have 5 DAYS to complete your run. If you can manage a year in that time, great, but its not essential.
+ 2 + The Main focus is writing a bit of a story though, ideally with at least a couple of screenshots. You can be as verbose or barebones as you like to reflect your dwarves diary entries or other such framing plot device.
+ 3 + All other diary entries from dorfed civilians and other media is great. I'm not sure if this concept will measure up to the silliness of Boatmurdered etc. but if the narrative swings that way, then thats ok!
+ 4 + Anyway, get your zipped save up to an accessible location (Mediafire etc.) by the end of the 5 days. Don't panic about getting the story up in time for the switchover, just get it done ASAP and thats fine.
+ 5 + Our goal is to be alive in 12 years time when the mountainhomes open up again, and hopefully prosperous. Given the story, we shall be assuming that our Dwarven Caravan/Liason is either from separatists who don't want to see us die or from other dwarf civs, or whatever. If you have suggestions on this, great.
+ 6 + If the fort explodes or dies, you can restart from the original save you got given as much as you like as long as you have the time left, but remember your time limit, and if you can't actually do the full year as a supervisor, add something funny as to why you got deposed early!
Anyway, thats about it! I'll wait the weekend for entrants and start my embark on Monday.
* See it in this thread post (http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=51245.msg3816630#msg3816630)[/font]
*** Limestone ***
Winter simply said "Here." and tossed me the badge of leadership. I was now to lead Lakebones's future. My first order was to bring my brothers and sisters together. The 'Spiritual Spade', we are 6 dwarf miners devote to the Gods. We will build eternal life for the fortress, and we will build eternal life for the citizens.
My next order was re-assignments. Winter did enjoy the booze, as any good dwarf, but it effected him setting-up a sensible assignment list.
The Gods blessed us with birth of girl(s)
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Fishybang kills Em Limpvice the goblin, d. 102
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I'm not used to giving orders to kill another being. It was awful. Destroying a creation of the Gods, but it needed to be done. The fortress was in my charge and I needed to defend it.
Mining of the Spade's Hall has been finished, and smoothing begins.
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*** Sandstone ***
Eight-teen new dwarfs showed up at our gates today. They explain how they were locked out of the Mountainhome and a sign posted to the sealed doors provided instructions to come here.
I've had horrible dreams of sieges and attacks. Leadership is draining my energy and now storming my dreams. I've discussed with my fellow Spades and we agree it's a sign from the Gods! They have given me insight to the future. I order the masons to set-up a bridge to seal the fortress if we need.
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The Gods continue to bless us with birth of boy(s)
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The hallway to the Spiritual Spades Hall is lined with statues; I've seen a few notable statues
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I hear cheering and applaud in the barracks and so I rush into see what's happen. Apparently, Winter has grown attached to his steel crossbow. Warriors have few pleasures in life I guess.
From the 18 new faces, I draft 10 of them into a militia on constant training, in a room we've dug specially for them. I've named the new squad the Songs of Sokan. May the name provide protection to them.
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*** Timber ***
I hear a guardsdwarf scream "A vile force of darkness has arrived! " Why!? I pray to the Gods. Why did these evil creatures come? I order all the dwarfs indoors, safe within our walls. Vex has been possessed shortly after the arrival. People are still rushing inside when he claims a workshop.
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Goblin thief was found in the bowels of our fortress. He was soon mutilated by Fishybang.
Vex finishes their relic before the marauding siege hits us.
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Archers mount the walls while the goblins reach the desert.
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Once within range the bridge is raised and the bolts are released.
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It only takes a few bolts before they goblins tuck-tail and run.
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We open the bridge and Overmind and Fishbang finish the stragglers. I count the dead: Five dead Goblin Axeman and a Giant Olm named Bosa. Death follows my reign, why?
*** Opal ***
The season winter has been uneventful. We've set-up workshop areas, and continue furnishing the fortress.
I did add a few photos to our baby album.
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*** Obsidian ***
I noticed we have seven Peasants, our children are growing strong! They Gods to look in favour of us I believe. I put the 12 year olds straight to work giving them professions.
Winter was so uneventful our guard was slackened, and the goblins took advantage of that.
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It turned bloody fast.
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Death count: One dwarf. One Goblin Crossbowman. Five Goblin Swordsman.
I order cage traps be placed along the borders of the walls, at least it'll give us warning next time.
I can not handle this, the first day of the new year I slap the leadership badge (http://dffd.wimbli.com/file.php?id=7204) on the table in front of Overmind. To much death and destruction. The Gods obviously have set me for a steward of my people, not the whole fortress.
Personal journal of Overmind, entry 4
I'm not going to lie and say things are alright and everything is fine. We may be still alive, but are situation is far more grim than I thought
I realized This after Bdak came trooping in to the hospital and placed The badge of leadership squarely On my bedside table, Apparently unaware of My current state of having my hand and one of my legs rendered useless which he was supposed to be treating.
But then I took a look around, limping all the way, with a few fellow dwarfs helping me along. I have lost some respect for Bdak, while we live in holes in the wall,a thing we all agreed to, he and his buddies the "Spiritual Spades" built themselves and avuz damned chapel! they're living in splendid rooms with there own dining tables! Oh well, that is the least of are problems.
Are dire drink problem is well on its way to be solved, But we have no food what so ever, and it seems that winter Just decided everyone would do everything, I think he was hung over when he said that.
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Another problem came to my attention via Harper coming in telling me he still needed a mayor office. I told him i would look into it. I found the reason why. though the design of the living quarters is pretty clever, It has one major flaw there is barley any room to expand.
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In light of this I have started drafting up plans for extending are defenses, some dwarfs were already setting up traps but when I looked up the plans I noticed how randomly placed they were, It did not make sense to me so I ordered them to stop. will set up the cage traps in better positions later
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I plan to use some of that massive chapel Bdak just HAD to have for a grave yard, None shall be forgotten in LakeBones While I'm around
Nor Unavengend.
Personal journal of Overmind, entry 5
Its hard to write with one hand, but I can finish this entry. I will not fail the fortress in this task.
I can't believe it, ARMOK DAMNED BARK SCORPIONS! and not just any scorpions, these things are humanoid!
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I built an addition to the chapel, a burial ground, we finally buried Reg. Then I noticed another burial happening next to hers.
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A child was born today, many celebrations were had.
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A goblin snatcher was spotted by are guards and they swiftly put it down. One of are recruits was a little to eager and charged in with an axe, he was accidently shot by one of are marks dwarves, straight into his gut. also the two giant bat pups we had were at the gate at the time and proceeded to violently maw the gobbo. I think we should use them for war
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not long after we got the cage traps in place not one but three gobbo snatchers showed up, and fell directly into are traps.
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And finally, I would like to say goodbye to my friends.
Aussieevil who always had a way with stone.
Winter A fellow soldier and a great drinking buddy.
Dr.Bdak Who always knew how to cheer people up.
AseaHeru and his book keeping skills always on track.
And Harper, who gave me the chance to live in this wonderful fortress, and its wonderful people.
But the most important is to laularukyrumo, The only regret I have is that i didn't spend more time with you.
Bdak keeps telling me I'm going to be alright, but I know that's not true, every day I feel more and more tired, I can barley hold this pen as I write this and its been forever since I had a sip of water. Sometimes I just pass out, each time more and more time before I wake up.
I find it kinda of funny, I know I'm dying and yet....I'm not scared, my life has been a long and eventful one. I couldn't be happier that my final moments will be in this fortress I helped make, With my friends No....they're more than friends, They're Family to me, I feel more at home here than I ever did in the mountain home. I'm happier than I can ever remember being.
i only wish I could of been more help.
I downloaded the save and tried to find a way to save Overmind.
There's no water in the cave below! But I didn't go to the second cave, went to bed instead.
(Several pages are torn out in between the previous entry and this one, and the leatherbound cover is soaked in goblin blood.)
Holy shit.
So I've been in the kitchen for quite a while, leaving only when someone tells me to go dig out another bedroom or something like that. As such, I've not been paying much attention to the politics around here. Poor Overmind is looking sicker every day, and as much as it pains me, I know in my heart he's not fit for this world much longer. But that's not the worst part. Since SOMEONE caught him and I trading spores in the hemanite vein, they decided that I would have to succeed him. Dammit. We hadn't even gotten married yet, and now they're treating me like the queen. I need a drink.
Welp, time to take a look at this hellho--HOLY SHIT.
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I did NOT realize how many people had come to live here. And aside from just the sheer volume of dwarves, the overall structure of this place has turned into a frightening clusterfuck. I quite literally cannot tell what I'm looking at here, and I'm standing right in front of it!
No more. From now on, we're running this ship my way. No highway option.
(Also, dorfage has occurred thusly.)
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Journal of Laularu Kyrumo, Overseer, Year 103, Spring Entry Pt 2
Well, the first thing I did was shift labors around a little bit, because it's a little easier on my brain to look at the paperwork than the scattered mess of a fortress we live in. Well, the paperwork I found kind of made me ill to read. ALL FIVE MASONS DOING MECHANICS? Sure, if you LIKE poor quality mechanisms. 12 dwarves doing wood crafting? Such an abominable waste of a valuable resource. Our legendary clothier in the army? Yeah, I'd rather he not die, thanks. And why the hell do we have 18 butchers? We do NOT have that many animals running through here.
Speaking of which, I took it upon myself to butcher the grazing animals we still have alive. Because seriously. That's not cool. You're just asking for them to starve, or for the goblins to eat their faces. I don't like feeding goblins, thank you. Nah, I'd rather feed myself.
Personally, I'm also tempted to tell everyone to just stop fishing, but, I think it's funny to watch them run out to the permanently frozen lake and stare at the petrified fish beneath the ice, a single frozen tear dripping down their faces.
That thing doesn't thaw out, right? It DOES stay frozen year-round... right?
Anyway, the next little improvement I'm ordering is a garbage dump. Why the hell do we have corpse stockpiles outside? No dwarf would wish to rot away in a box, taking up space. From now on, all the deceased receive two things: a stone slab with their name and a trip to the crematorium. And by crematorium, I mean a cute little drawbridge that pulverizes matter into dust, to let it scatter on the wind. It has the added benefit of not cluttering up our fortress grounds with dead rats, too.
And as for non-bodypart refuse? That can go inside. Bones and leather are valuable resources, and I want them kept where the kobolds can't take them. What kind of a dwarf doesn't keep their garbage under lock and key, anyways?
Moving on. I take a look at the stocks, next, to see what sort of material we have, what we need to process, what we need to make more of, and what needs to be destroyed once the crematorium is functional. And I notice something utterly travesty. SOME MORON INSTALLED LEVERS AND FORGOT TO LEAVE A NOTE AS TO WHAT IT DOES! Idiot. You can't expect to rule forever, someone's going to have to take over, and someone's got to know what these things DO! I'm not looking forward to labeling these things, setting some poor dwarf to pull the lever on repeat and, naturally, flooding the whole fortress or crushing 20 dwarves under the front gate drawbridge because that dumbass Harper forgot to post a sticky note on the lever while he was sporing off to backpack porn!
Speaking of materials. The stockpiles here? Horribly inefficient. The main food stockpile is set to accept seeds. No. no. Just no. I'm rerouting all seeds to the farms.
In fact, it's time we modernize. I've seen diagrams by esteemed Dwarven quantum mechanics, and I believe I can utilize minecarts to create a matter compression zone, allowing us to stockpile as much as we want into a relatively small area. This will help with the location of items, the centralization of labor, and conservation of space--something we'll need, as I attempt to get the workshop situation sorted. They're scattered in a hilariously haphazard way, and I've seen no more than one of each type of workshop. Including craftsdwarf workshops! What insanity! Not even an ATTEMPT to separate vital boneworking operations from the production of trade goods, never mind the fact that at least one workshop must be devoted at all times to the production of stone pots for the storage of alcohol. For every barrel used to store a liquid good in this fortress, I will take someone's eye.
Oh. I caught a child sleeping in Bembul's bed. In the masterful miner's guild room.
It was the last nap he ever took. I locked the door on that sucker and reassigned Bembul to a different bed. He can have it back when this freeloading kid starves to death. Let this be a lesson. Disobedience will not be tolerated. If only because I still need to figure out what the FUCK I'm doing, and I can't have misinformation and parties on the work floor while I'm setting up shop. We will have order.
Journal of Laularu Kyrumo, Overseer, Spring Entry
Ugh.
I'm completely exasperated from trying to run this place. To think they expected Overmind to do this in his condition? No wonder he passed on...
I woke up one morning, and did a double take when I looked at the date. Apparently I'd been passed out for a week in a stupor, after spending a few hours grieving over the death of Overmind. When I woke up, it took me a few days more to figure out what I was doing and what had happened. Apparently, true to my extended dream, they'd named me successor, and as such, I decided to implement some of the ideas from my dream.
Unfortunately, it didn't take long before a rather severe problem presented itself.
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Yeah. That's not good. I'm having room for a new, massive farm dug out near the current one, more than the size of all the farm plots we have combined. I've also got plans in the works for a greenhouse, but that's long-term construction. Luckily, the new migrants we got, while a bunch of hooping freeloaders, brought some pack animals with them. Water Buffalo roast for dinner tonight!
We also are completely out of coal. I've ordered no less than twenty wooden axes created, to make sure we have as many people cutting wood as possible. Because until we can get settled in and locate Armok's precious Lifeblood, we're gonna need to burn a lot of trees.
With my quick thinking, though, we're going to pull through this. A little famine isn't going to be the end of--
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Oh shit.
Journal of Laularu Kyrumo, Overseer, Late Spring 103
Well, thank Armok for paperwork. Looking over the documents, I was able to determine that, apart from the lever I personally installed that operates the crematorium, the unlabeled lever was the only one in the fort. Surmising that it locked the front gate, I immediately ordered it pulled, sealing the invading forces off. Unfortunately, I forgot about one little mishap. Remember I mentioned that I was starting preliminary excavations on a greenhouse? Well, the whole group of miners was inside at the time! And it was open to the outside. I quickly had them dig through the wall and put up a new one in its place, after getting the miners through to safety, and I heard the thump of a troll running headfirst into the wall just as it was finished. I hope this thing holds them out.
Unfortunately, Bembul and one cat were not so lucky. They chose the path that I had already sealed off, and were caught by a whole squad of trolls. Needless to say, they did not survive. I will have some of the new slabs engraved with their names in memorial.
As far as food goes, I looked over the stocks. Total stores clock in at 730, of which 474 of those items were seeds. Most of which I have ordered to be cooked into some edible form. We have only a few prepared meals, as they are being eaten by the briefly starved populace faster than they can be made. Luckily, we have 50 units of meat, and I have forbade cooking of them, so that they may last longer. Booze stocks are about 150, and so I'm not concerned there--as long as we can get farming up and running before everyone starves, we should be able to wait this out until the goblins go home. I do NOT want to engage them.
God. I can't even begin to tell you how long I've been in the kitchen lately. I remember when I would cook up masterpieces just to please the others. Now I'm mashing up seeds and throwing in spices and drowning them all in booze, as fast as I possibly can, just so I can keep the others from starving. It's so stressful... and Harper's really showing it. Poor guy. We got him the backpack he wanted, and he turned around and immediately ordered three more. I know how much they comfort you, but seriously, we need to conserve our resources if we're going to make it through. Luxuries are not going to put food on the table, and we certainly aren't going to convince the goblins to go away with a bribe of backpacks.
Though perhaps if we give them all the babies that keep popping out. It scares me to say this, but I've honestly considered butchering one of the young ones, just so we don't all starve. I know I'd be exiled or worse, though, and as much as the idea of sending our military to suicide march against the goblin storm scares me, the idea of having to escape all the goblins myself--or worse, fight them off--is even worse.
I need a drink.
Journal of Laularu Kyrumo, Overseer, Summer 103
Summer is my favorite time of year.
Why? Pig tails are in season, that's why. Sure, they're "technically" in season during autumn, but if you plant them then, there's no way they can mature before winter comes and kills them all. So you gotta plant 'em when it's hot out!
Speaking of plants, guess what we don't have in this fortress? Plump helmets, that's what. Yeah, I know, dwarves aren't often fond of eating nothing but, but they're an extremely reliable source of quick food, which we desperately need. Sadly we'll need to wait until the next caravan comes along, and buy out their stock. Good lord, I doubt we'll even GET a caravan, thanks to those bloody fantastic goblins blocking our way. Last count, there were no less than 8 trolls, 6 Goblin swordsmen mounted on cave crocodiles, 9 Goblin swordsmen on Giant Olms, 5 goblin axemen on cave crocodiles, 10 goblin axemen on Giant Olms, and a pair of master lashers, one on a croc and one on an olm.
Oh. And ten Giant Thrips and a giant badger. The thrips don't do anything, but I'm hoping the badger will get cranky (as they are oft to do) and take out a few dirty invaders for me. Not going outside as long as the number of goblins is at least twice the number of militants, and that's going to be a while.
At least the creative spirit is alive and well. Check out this goodie, produced by our new legendary clothier. Yes, we now have two of them.
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Yeah. Because that's necessary. Also, note the first image. Let it be known that Bomrek is a child. Thanks a lot, Degel, thanks for promoting child labor in our history. I hate you. Go make me some masterwork bags and shut up.
The food stores are lowering every day. With so many dwarves, the food is eaten faster than it can be produced. I'm hoping the crop of incoming plants can save us all, cause otherwise, we're gonna have to go out in a blaze of glory...
Good news is, while I was excavating the food stockpile to make room for more stuff (if we ever actually get some), I found veins of gold, iron, lignite... If we survive, then we're gonna be set. I'm also ordering the whole floor that used to be the stockades to be dug out, and I'm going to turn it into a massive farming complex. We will not starve this day.
Journal of Laularu Kyrumo, O'erseer, Winter 103
Mwahahahahaha! It's complete! It's finally complete! We've sealed off the area, and finished digging the channels. Now only one step remains....
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Wondering what that support is holding up? Well... Let's just say there's a few z-levels of this, up to the surface of the lake.
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PULL THE LEVER, KRONK!
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Glorious.
The bad news is, I'll have to rig it for a couple more cave-ins, as it didnt' completely destroy all the rock. The good news? We can throw our goblin buddies down there when we're ready to do it again. Muhuhahaha....
So here I am getting new bedrooms finally carved out and all of a sudden BUZZARD ATTACK! Luckily we have the Imperial Keys on guard to shoot down the menaces of the skies, but... euuuuuuugh. I shudder to think what might have happened if they'd been smart enough to fly down the open shaft that leads into... well, okay, it leads into the death trap/new farm, but the lever hasn't been relinked and the place isn't sealed up yet.
Well. Buzzards for dinner tonight! Maybe. If the butchers ever get un-busy. And if these things have ANY meat on their bones. Ah well. Totems either way. I asked the liaison to send buckets of plump helmets and their seeds, and they said they'd pay extra for spears, so I'm going to put our carpenters to work making training spears for trading. And some more spiked balls, we traded the last of those.
Oh. And the giant bat pups grew up. I had one of them trained for hunting, and the other one is set for adoption--we should keep a breeding pair on us, as it looks like they're going to be our source of leather for a while. Also, a squad of hunting bats is just epic.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK
They sent another siege already. And this one's much, much bigger. Like. They sent in 120 individual units, including loads of mounts, a couple master weapon users, AND THE GENERAL HIMSELF. I managed to seal up, but a trapper and a Skinbonedwarf were unlucky and ended up trollfood. They will be avenged..... as soon as we develop a proper battle plan. We may have been able to just wear them out before, but the other guys brought ranged weapons too... This is going to be quite a battle, I can tell.
27th Galena
One of our gardeners just gave birth to a boy in the farms.
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8th Limestone
The humans are getting restless. Where has Harper gone to? ...What do you mean he's getting water for the goblin prisoners?
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When I confronted him about it, he accused me of insubordination and ordered I make three backpacks and penance.
9th Timber 104
BUZZARDS BUZZARDS EVERYWHERE ARRRGH
15th Timber
We see traders on the horizon! Get the depot ready!
19th Timber
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3rd Moonstone
Ambush! Get the military out! Kill the gobbo bastards! I want their SKULLS!
5th Moonstone
Body parts all over the place outside, mostly goblin but there was one unimportant engraver who got slaughtered before the military came to his aid. May he rest in peace.
((Here are some improvements I've made:))
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And here's a spoiler-teaser of what happened whilst I was playing Friday!
and
we systematically broke every bit of its spine before we killed it through bloodloss.
Can't sleep. This place is too weird.
I've more or less gotten used to being a ghost. Turns out, they don't get cold. Pretty useful in a place like this. However, it seems without my helpful guidance, well... this place has gone to the looney bin. We have, on first inspection, a mousetrap made out of a baby, a dwarf in a cage, cave moss everywhere, a giant "WHY" carved into the ground outside the fort, huge 400-foot deep staircase columns, random empty rooms all over the place that I have no idea what they're supposed to be... It looks like they flooded the outside with magma or something, too. I can see signs of obsidian farming.
But the thing that bugs me the most is how SLOW the forges work, due to being so far underground. I'm going to be fixing that, though. Commence Operation: Minecart Shaft. In addition to finally getting around to channeling out the rest of the giant block of dirt hovering over where the wells were built (thanks to a result of the cave-in from before), we're digging a pair of gigantic spirals from the workshop area down to the forges below. Then I'm having tracks carved into the path left behind. I also plan to put in a water reactor to power rollers on the second one, so that no dwarf-power will be required to transport materials (or potentially even dwarves themselves) between the vast distances.
It's too bad you can't build axles out of metal or stone, though. And I'm going to need a LOT of rope...
Oh boy. Ooooooooooh boy. Oh boy.
I just "convinced" the current mayor to assign a bunch of peasants to the military, so that we aren't completely SOL when someone inevitably tries to colonize the caves. Well, I wasn't sure where the barracks were, so I started floating around, when something called out to me. Something strange. Something... arcane. But when I got close, I felt something sinister.
(http://i1307.photobucket.com/albums/s599/LaularuKyrumo/LakeBones/Mirroredfreezes010_zps68567db8.png)
No one can know about this. The temptation would be lethal. I have heard stories of what happens to those who attempt to take the sword. It's just to the north of the magma tube the forges are built around.
Confident that the miners would be able to handle themselves, I set about haunting--er, I mean, renovating the rest of the fort. I ordered up weapon and armor racks for new barracks, ordered the ominous block of stone and ice above the wells to be carefully removed, and all was well and good. Until I went to check on the minecart shaft. Turns out, we stopped digging prematurely because we hit the caverns again. Darn it. I'll need to send some crew down there to build up walls to seal out any nasty eldritch abominations that inevitably will try to fly up into our bedrooms from down there.
Just downloaded, and all i can say is, Wow. This place is a flipping maze! Good thing my dwarf is military, otherwise i would need to clean this up :P Be prepared for a better Milita, and maybe some candy, after all... (http://img803.imageshack.us/img803/3474/adamantine.png) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/803/adamantine.png/)
Maybe you're right about the saves. The whole place has been a bit funny with them since the beginning. Not sure why.
I think the maze-like qualities have been gradually increasing with each overseer. Doesn't surprise me that it's truly labyrinthine by now.
Also, we've nearly wiped out the entire initial party. Just Aseaheru lives.
Ya, but atleast hes happy, if not kinda a wimp. Any way heres the back story for Fishybang becoming overseer.
Fishybang was sitting in the barracks, watching a few of the milita train, then a dwarf was standing in front of him, however he was didn't look like he was really there, this was no ordinary dwarf, this was a ghost, and by the look of it he wanted somthing.
"Move aside ghost, i need to watch these here men spar."
The ghost just stood there, staring.
"Eh, Want somthin ghosty? Cus yer not gettin mine soul, i can tell you that. And another thing..."
Right then Fishybang got a very hard punch to the lower body, brusing the muscel, and brusing the guts. Fishybang looks sick!
"Oh would you just shut up you dang loud mouth! Now listen, your the new overseer, because im tired of just floating around and being a
nusence.
"Wait a sec ghost, don't i get a say in this here matter?"
"No."
"But..."
The ghost punches Fishybang in the lower body, brusing the muscel, and brusing the guts. Fishybang looks even more sick!
"I SAID NO! FOR PITTYS SAKE, I EXPECT TO BE GONE BY TOMARROW, IF I'M NOT I WILL BE VISTING YOU AGIAN, GOT IT!?"
"Yes..."
"GOOD NOW GOOD BY AND GOOD RIDDENS!"
With that the ghost left and Fishybang slumped to the floor, The dwarves who were sparring now watched as there commander fell to the ground, wondering what had just happened.
can i spellcheck it?
No. :P
Also heres alittle bit of play time.
1 Granite, 107.
Well, im overseer now apperntly. Weird, anyway first order of buisness, the milita is pittiful, none of these men are even dabbiling with there weapons. Well thats going to change. First off, A new barrack closer to the surface, second, i need a dang suit of armor,ive got every thing together except for boots, so im going to find that armor smith and have him make me some boots.
Well think goodness.
(http://img69.imageshack.us/img69/8740/puttorest.png) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/69/puttorest.png/)
5 Granite, 107
Well i found the lever that goes to the draw bridge, and opend it, I need those caged prisoners for somthing...
And this is why we need a better milita.
(http://img46.imageshack.us/img46/2315/thisiswhyweneedamilitao.png) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/46/thisiswhyweneedamilitao.png/)
12 Granite, 107
Well Babalon the mason went beserk today, i do not know why, but he put up a dang good fight, injuring 3 before going down.
(http://img834.imageshack.us/img834/2047/sorrybabalon.png) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/834/sorrybabalon.png/)
18 Granite, 107
Today i have started stripping all goblins of there armor and weapons, for what im planning to do with them, it will be gloryous!
(http://img651.imageshack.us/img651/8328/massdumping.png) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/651/massdumping.png/)
1 Slate, 107
Wow, just wow.
(http://img12.imageshack.us/img12/8567/41126702.png) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/12/41126702.png/)
11 Slate, 107
Well apperently a private has made a very nice iron door, could be useful.
(http://img825.imageshack.us/img825/5415/irondoord.png) (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/825/irondoord.png/)
19 Slate, 107
Some migrants have arrived, despite the danger.