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Imic the 23rd sat down slowly. On the table in front of him was a letter from someone who called himself 'dark two'. The letter's message was simple, woold you like to join the order of the ale. At first glance, it wasn't so bad. Ale was his second favorite beverage after all, just after beer. But he was worried. He had a lifetime's experience of backstabbing, plot and skulduggery. Not that he was the backstabber. No, he would never do such a thing,he was honor bound to do good, however that was the problem. You see, it really all depended on your idea of good. He thought about it, pondering the possible outcomes, before he went to sleep.
This was a mistake

He woke in a passage. It was dark. The walls were covered in blood. He got up. He walked along the passage. He recognized it. He was in datetattooed. He walked through the shadow city, before long seeing light. But out of the light came a huge helmet. Red eyes glowered at him. The helmet sprauted arms and legs. Then a torso. Then, it lunged for him.
And he woke up.
He got out of the chair, and immediately got a roll of parchment from his coat. He fetched a quill and started writing a letter to dark two

Dear dark two

I have decided to take up your offer of joining the order of the ale. Should you accept me on this i have been having nightmares lately, and if you could, i would like your advice on the matter.
Thank you again for the offer.
Sincerely, Imic the 23rd, of doomforests
Formerly of stroking

He took the letter and, promising himself to look up this orderin the history books, gave it to the bored looking fellow who had given it to him.
Now he could only wait...

The journal of Imic the 23rd

Entry three

I have reached page seventy of the combined history of doomforests. I am gaing to go to sleep now, but from looking around i have discovered that taupe the II died sometime in the past. No-one talks much about him anymore out of respect, apart from that one drunk dwarf who spends all of his time in the main hall. From what i can tell, Taupe II dragged this fort out of the gutter after two simultaneous beast attacks, one mutant snail and one goat from the depths of hell. After the attack there were only four survivors. One of them was Taupe II. The others died of fever. Afterwards he voted himself mayor (he got 100% of all the votes!) and accepted the hat of overseer (made of rock, or so I'm told) cured himself of fever and dragged up the fortress using the next immagrant wave. he later retired and, although I'm not sure who took over his post, he remained there for the rest of his years. Then the drunk old dwarf who had been talking to me fell over unconscious. Wow. I am going to maybe gather information on this "minister smunstu" that lives here, but until then, I need a nap.

Entry four

I have not gathered any useful info on smunstu, however Drazoth III seems suspicious to me, and I think that maybe I should spy on him. If he sees me, however, I'm doomed.

I like this fort already

The journal of Imic the 23rd

Entry one

I finally arrived at doomforests today and the first thing I saw was a bunch of people in a panic about a huge human like figure made up of steam. Then The overseer ran past trying to tell people about war before someone came over and turned his notes right side up. He then walked away, grumbling about the amount of paperwork. He was then tailed by someone asking about the fort's soap stores. THEN someone actually noticed me and asked a bunch of questions (yer name, yer job, yer date of birth) before pointing out a room to me, giving me a timetable for militia training and running off to talk to someone about a missing fisherdwarf. Something tells me that I'm going to have a harder time here then i originally thought i would have. Oh well.

Entry two

I have discovered to things.
Thing one: it would seem that the various cults rumered about in stroking are indeed true. One tried to steal my rations. Or i think it was a cultist. It may just have been a dwarf in a black cloak who was running out of food. Either way, that was not on, not on at all.
Thing two: i have found a proper history book with the complete history of this place. I shall spend as much time as i can reading it.... However i can't shake the feeling that I'm being watched... Strange...

Could you dwarf me please? If so, could it be a male hammerdwarf named Imic the 23rd,thx!