DF Dwarf Mode Discussion / a dedicated dwarf child
« on: March 06, 2008, 11:08:00 am »But now the king's throne room would have one little corner of non-engraved, rebuilt wall. The fashion police (aka the OCD patrol, a very strong guild in this fortress) insisted it be fixed.
A slim section of stone was going to be dropped into place from above using a controlled cave-in. The problem was, this required a hole in the floor of one of the booze piles near the main dining hall. Everything was moved out of the way (or so it was thought).
<Crash> and the stone slid into place...even the same type of stone... <crash> 150 units of beer and young Feb Tosidevost followed it down. Little Feb (a member of a sizeable family headed by our legendary smelter) had broken an arm, a few ribs, his lower spine, and mangled his leg.
Instead of dragging young, poor Feb back to the family domicile, his mother (yes, his mother) brought him to the main barracks and propped Feb next to the wounded soldiers.
No sooner did she leave then Feb suddenly felt odd, and started dragging himself towards the nearest workshop. Several weeks later he was able to evade his caregivers long enough to claim it. He then dragged his mangled broken body across the fortress (did I mention it is a BIG fortress?) and collected various odds and ends to make:
My 29th artifact
Muzkes (Fungusscratches), a Tower Cap ring
decorated with Tower Cap
encircled with bands of Larch
menaces with spikes of Tower Cap
Image of a Felsite Earing (We have 6) in Turtle Shell
edit: And in recognition of his great endurance and dedication he has been sentenced to 117 days in prison for failing to complete a work order.
I LOVE this game.
[ March 06, 2008: Message edited by: Othob Rithol ]
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