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I actually wouldn't mind a go at this fort.

Just know, I'm likely to try a Boatmurdered.

So, yeah.

I went through the fort again, let the traders in, and all was good. Got a huge amount of Migrants.

Then Orcs came, just as the Skulls decided to bum rush me.

Needless to say, everyone died. Horribly.

Well, Neo isn't truly dead, actually.

I've got a problem in the sense that I can never let my starters die. Never.

Granted, trying to keep this up landed me right back in Mid Summer, so I've got a lot of work to do.

Oh well.

-Diary of Aria Drumstake, 12th Limestone, Early Autumn-

The Dwarven Traders arrived today, and we still had no crafts. I found out the former, when the Liaison, one Edem Girderwax, ran up to me and asked about a Trade Depot. I was busy building a bridge, to keep out any Unwanted company from getting INTO the unfinished Depot, so I told him to wait.

-22nd Limestone, Early Autumn-

Ugh, this guy won't stop following me. He keeps on talking about meetings. Can't he see that I'm busy?

Well, at least the Depot's done. We just have to get the wall and the road finished, and we'll be able to trade for more than just whatever they brought on Donkeys next year.

Assuming we survive Winter, that is.

How do dwarves even get close enough to kill a SoF if it can boil off water from several squares away?

Steel Bolts.

Lots and lots of Steel Bolts.

(Alright Boksi, she's now named Ragnar, as Obok's name is now Martian. Funny how we have only one Male Dwarf, and it's the Woodcutter.

Anyway, I'd say it's a good time to begin this.)

-Diary of Aria Drumstake, 1st Granite, Early Spring:-





Fuck the King. Seriously. Fuck the King. If I had known that this was where I'd be sent, I'd have gladly been Imprisioned. Killed, even! There's not one living animal here! Just Undead creatures to the north!



Luckily, there's a brook not far to the east, so I guess we can farm. Or something like that.



I've told our Miners to dig into the Hill next to the wagon, and for our Woodcutter, who seems to insist we call him Martian, to fell a few trees nearby. If we can get some basic lodgings, we may just be able to make it through this. I also had an area dug out a level above. This will be where I stay. I figure that if I have to live here, I can at least stay in a nice, well furnished room.

-16th Granite, Early Spring-

Dammit! That Hunter almost got herself killed. She wandered off to the lake, and thought she could challenge the lake-dwellers. I told that if she didn't get back here NOW, she'd be thrown into the Chasm. She came back, and the lake dwellers returned to their home. I'm considering draining that lake, just in case...

9 Dwarves, 1500 Points worth of supplies, and Hordes of Orcs at the door...

Yes, I'm about to try my hand at a Fortress story, featuring Rysith's Orcs. This may become a Sucession Fortress, if things go well. We've got some HFS for later, assuming we can survive the Orcs...


Diary of Aria Drumstake, Date Unknown:

Well, I suppose this is just punishment.

The King, angered by my early retreat from a battle with those Damn Orcs, decided that instead of being imprisoned, or put to death, I should be sent out to create and lead a new outpost. This is the area:



I have eight other dwarves with me. Checking my Citizen papers, I've found that my new "friends" include;


Sibrek, The Miner/Mason,


Obok, The Carpenter/Wood Cutter,


Eral, The Metalworker/Blacksmith,


Mosus, The Fisher,


Bembul, The Hunter,


Reg, The Farmer/Brewer/Cook,


Shorast, the Clothier/Leatherworker


And Kivish, The Hamerdwarf/Miner/Mason.
(I'm looking for names for these dwarves. Aria's keeping her name.)

Lucky for me, we should be able to stay alive, assuming Orcs don't attack soon. We've got enough supplies, that's for sure.



Those dogs will be helpful, as either emergency rations, or as a defense.
(Next post will show the fort's beginnings. Ideas are encouraged.)

Something tells me when my turn comes, I'll be dealing with Madness.

Even though everything's fine now.