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Journal of Skid.  The tattered fragments of this document were recovered from the corpse of a  kobold.

5th Timber, 105.

I'm in charge again. Not going to comment on how.  First thing to show up at the fort is another bunch of migrants.  I'll probably feed them to the elves or make them build stone blocks and dig for the rest of their short lives.

25th Timber.

Ordered the digging and construction of various inconsequential  pieces of decorative architecture. One of the peasants got a great idea for some gadget he wanted to make so I sent him down to the craftshops and told everyone to give him the best resources they could.

13th Moonstone.

Peasant finished their epic earring and doesn't seem improved by the experience.  I put him to work digging in the pits for his trouble.

24th Opal.

Little to report.  Processing of ores is going smoothly, though not much is getting done in the construction area.  One of the dwarves told me about imps that occasionally live in the magma pipes. Horrible little beasts capable of massive destruction.  Together we've worked out a pan where we might be able to catch some of these and turn them into weapons for the glory of our fortress.

4th Granite.

Clothesmaker has been possessed.  Miners are still slowly chipping away at the mines. We now have more gold bars than we'll ever need., and enough gems to encrust most of the fortress.  It might be worth making windows out of some of those...

13th Granite.

The elves have arrived to trade and didn't bring anything worth the trouble. Clothier created a legendary rope reed sock.  I seriously considered just drowning everybody in magma and being done with it.

16th Slate.

Began an operation of extermination against the fort's massive animal population. And the imp trap is finally under construction.

5th Felsite.

For some unknown reason one of the clothiers was wandering around in the imp trap.  They got themselves burnt to death, but it did lure one of the imps into the waiting cages.  I'll probably leave it to my successor to weaponize this creature.

17th Felsite.

A magma man fell into our trap today.  Several times larger than the imp and meaner than anything I've ever seen.  We also struck copper deep in the mines today.  Finally a metal that our smiths can train with. 

The journal of Litast 'Skid' Amrith, found scattered across the floor of his office.

18th Granite, 103.

Why I got handed the job of deciding the outcome of this fortress I'll never know, but Ark threw the deed to the place at my head as I passed him in the hall today so I suppose I'll get on with it.  First thing to do is cheer all these dwarves up so there aren't any real mental breakdowns.

19th Granite.

Scratch that.  The cook just went mad, so did that peasant. I'll make some booze and see if that helps calm anybody down. All these bodies must be buried too. I really never figured out the defensive system around here, seems more than a little haphazard and provides too many chances of getting knocked off of cliffs. I'll add a few more fortifications, that will protect any marksdwarves we can come up with at least.

21 Granite.

A Kobold and goblin snacher bumped into each other while entering the fortress.  Made a racket which attracted a few dogs which chased them off. Farmer went mad.  Booze making is left to the planter Nish.

3rd Slate.

Migrants arrived, will begin industrial scale processing of adamantine strands with these. Nice to see some sane people around for a change.  Many have been assigned Wood burning, strand extraction, and furnace operating and have been designated as "Firedwarves" I have designated a new hall to be dug out for this processing to take place.  Hypothetically it should be shaped like a scorpion if anyone was able to view it from outside.

6th Slate.

The farmer just threw themselves down the well. A trapper just threw down his tools and posessed a craft workshop. Everybody is throwing tantrums.

14th Slate. 

Vucar actually did fairly well, they turned out a native aluminum bracelet that must be worth at least as much as the rest of our fortress combined.  They have therefor been promoted to legendary stonecrafter.

22nd Felsite.

Finally! Drink!

25th Hematite.

Some fool knocked down the bridge and we've finally begun processing adamantine into wafers. Too much of a hangover to write.

19th Malachite.

Manufacturing barrels and bins to bring some order to this chaotic stockpile system. The lever in the middle of the main hallway connects to the main bridge.

27th Malachite.

More migrants. This puts us at 42 citizens total.

25th Galena

Topped 400000☼ fortress wealth.

11th Limestone.

A peasant just rushed past me with three logs and seized a craftdwarf's shop.  Nothing worthwhile came of it. Some sort of crown or something.

24th Limestone.

Traders arrived. We traded them some stone trinkets and old clothes while their guards slaughtered a squad of goblins. In return we got some  metal bars, all kinds of meat, some more booze, thread, and various other objects that caught my eye. Am creating more storage space for food.

12th Timber.

Starting to dig myself a tomb befitting of my status.  Surely some of that aluminum can be spared...

23rd Timber.

Our Trader is out in the fields running around and screaming something about an ambush.  I'll head down for a quick drink and then go see what that's all about.

The carpenters squad quickly dealt with that threat. One bisected goblin and the rest wisely retreated.

9th Moonstone

Metalcrafter Atis Kokebiton taken with fey mood.  Hauling adamantine to his forge as I write this.

17th Moonstone.

Atis finally finished his work today and staggered out of his workshop clutching 'Notchroared The Speechless Glacier', an adamantine chain worth 1447200☼.  Truely this is dwarven metalcraft that I shall install in the center of my tomb.

I think I'll take Ark off of metalcrafting duty and have him focus purely on the working of weapons and armor.

5th Obsidian

This is a sad day.  Our king is dead. He will be deeply... oh who am I kidding.  We can finally clean out his rooms and use them for something more useful than storing his old bag of bones.  Must go now. Ceremonies to attend and toasts to drink. 

9th Obsidian.

100th wafer of adamantine stockpiled.  More will have to wait until we work up the nerve to dig deeper into the heart of the vein. Will turn to processing iron to train up Ark's weaponsmithing skill.

26th Granite.

Elven traders arrived just in time to meet a troops of goblin ambushers.  Our trader came flying in from the hills somewhere again, reprting about a carpenter dying and a squad of axegoblins.  We have sealed ourselves off from the world.

3rd Felsite.

We're still trapped in here, I don't know for how much longer.  Nobody actually seems willing to lead an assault against the goblins, and I'm not militarily minded enough to do so.  I'm therefor turning power over to the next person who walks through my office door and survives the head trauma. Besides, I've got better stuff to do.

*Remains of papers are covered in random scribblings and blueprints of "secret project"*