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≡ Well, if you drowned/smashed/burned/melted/etc. the enemy, they wouldn't have any lines.

huh?

≡ For me, more than 10 spaces from meeting area = distant for anything. The lever seems to be several embark tiles away, so assume hostile would be able to cross twice that and more in the time it takes to pull the lever - and then another 10-20 spaces due bridge delay. Though tbh I usually I prefer to have depots always ready to welcome caravans.

It is, however, fairly close to the central staircase.

≡ ...Sorry, I don't have access to Dwarf Fortress code, and even if I did I couldn't link you - this game isn't your typical open source project hosted on github.

Nor do I have a mantis account - I just know what I've tested myself (earring dump loop segfault) and read crashing others with trap components.

After a bit more searching I've confirmed it. I think I'm going to update DFwiki with this info. About half of my weapon traps have trap components, so I guess I'll have to dismantle those.

≡ Ah, I see. I didn't consider dwarves animals.

When they chase hyenas down to tear them apart with their teeth, i kinda do.

1055-09-22


The Symmetric Sugars is starting to attract some interesting characters.

1055-09-23


When the goblins send us their people, their not sending their best...

1055-09-25


Onol seemed suddenly filled with energy and laughter, dancing around the halls chattering about the wonderful masterwork he was going to make in his workshop. This brought to my attention that we do not currently have a leather works built, so I went ahead and ordered someone construct one, before Onol’s reason completely leaves his head.

1055-10-01


Winter has come, for what it’s worth around here.


With the Dwarven caravan departed, I’ve ordered the main drawbridge to the fortress closed. Sometime around when the elves visit in the spring, future overseers should probably open it again using this lever:


The three entrances into the courtyard are all narrow passageways set with weapon traps. I will not have them completely filled out by the time my year is up, so I will be leaving some of that to future overseers.

1055-10-11


Oh dear, one of our dwarves has been cornered by a hyena! I hope they’re able to get away from the dangerous beast.


Or… uh, he can chase after it with his woodcutting axe, I suppose that works.

The hyena runs toward a pack of its own kind, but they scatter.


Sibrek’s kind are not so craven, and they proceed to chase the hyena down mercilessly.


Well… ah… I think my notion that the fortress walls keep the wild and dangerous animals on the outside have been crushed. At least these wild and dangerous animals are on my side.


A blacksmith gives chase to another hyena.

Alone and unarmed as he is, he doesn’t fare as well as his kin, but eventually he chases the hyena into a large group of dwarves, of which Commander Zothdra is one, and the commander puts that sword he named to good use.


1055-10-16


Onol has completed his masterwork, and his life’s goal. The aspect of fey has left him with much of the amazing skill that it imparted to him, but he knows in his heart that he will never match this tunic, which menaces with spikes of the bones of an entire rhinoceros.

Well, if the mayor has us make more leather armor, at least it will be high-quality stuff.

((OOC: I should be on schedule to finish up thursday night. I have a couple of projects that I want to complete, and I’ll be showing them off once they are there. Hopefully we have a quiet winter.

Also, would anyone mind if I run cleanmap? None of this blood belongs to FBs and the vampire blood seems unlikely to actually infect anyone, and the fortress could use all the FPS it can get.))

- Could perhaps include one in each melee squad (with each such squad getting their own archery target), depending on opponents. Sure, archers suck at melee, but this will help cripple the fastest leaders and fire FBs or whatnot. For damned keas, can order individual stations.

I really find it's best usually to concentrate marksdwarves, so they can more easily be put in defensible positions, and behind melee dwarves. They tend not to do well when they end up in melee on their own.

1055-07-14


The caravan from The Manor of Strength has arrived. I hope our significant stock of chert and shist crowns sell well for him, since he’s going to be offering so much for them.

Unfortunately, their diplomat went away unhappy when they found out that we were still sorting out our new mayoral situation.

1055-07-20


I’ve dug a new well for the new dormitory, and now I need to actually fill it from the current plumbing system. Now I just need to see what these levers do…

1055-07-25


We finally have a baby rhino that we can raise up as a domesticated pet! I’ll probably leave making proper use of them to another overseer. In other news, I've finally figured out what form to fill out to assign animal trainers to actually do their jobs, so there's that.


The first one doesn’t seem to do anything, while the second one seals the lever puller within the mechanics guild offices. The third one opened the door holding back the water pulled from the brook to the north, flooding several chambers. The plumbing system is more complex than I’d realized. I’ll have to put more thought into bringing water up into the residential area.

1055-08-01

Ast has secured a large supply of food, cloth, leather, metals, steel anvils to be melted down, a few choice pieces of armor and weapons, and various other curiosities. Our production of crowns was at a lower quality and quantity than I’d expected, so we ended up trading away some excess furniture and a couple of barrels of fine Dwarven biscuits to make up the difference.

Speaking of fine Dwarven biscuits,


Work on the new kitchen and brewery has been completed, allowing much more efficient cooking of meals and distilling of drinks.

1055-08-03


A new set of dwarves have come to join us! Here’s hoping none of them are bloodsucking monsters! It looks like we’ve got a bone carver, a potter, metalcrafter, a butcher, a surgeon and a suturer, an animal dissector, his wife the siege operator, and their child. I interviewed each of them, keeping an eye out for signs of vampirism. None of them strike me as the type so far, but this year has taught me that vigilance must be maintained.

The view the migrants take in as they approach the fortress.


1055-08-16


A gremlin was spotted by one of the web-collectors near the entrance to the cavern.


I mobilized the military to chase the hateful thing down, but it was able to evade them. We'll need to be wary of these things in the future. Legends say they'll flip any switch they see and guzzle down any booze they can get their hands on.

1055-09-10


The ballots are in, and Risen Wheeledknower has been elected as our new mayor. I’m relatively certain that he is not a vampire. As a lover of the typical archer outfit, with leather armor and quiver, he is likely to restrict their export and mandate their creation occasionally, despite the fact that we have more than enough of both. As leather is cheap and in good supply, and neither armor nor quivers are a primary trade good for us, I don’t see Risen’s tenure in office being an obstructive one.

He’s done good work getting through the backlog of petitioning visitors, and we now have several bards and mercenaries as residents in our inn rooms.

Between Risen’s urging to create an archer squad, the recent addition of fortifications to our fortress, and the signing on of several mercenaries, I’ve decided it was time to expand and review Gloomdiamonds military.


I’ve ordered more steel weapons forged, and hope to have a full set of steel plate for each military dwarf by the end of the year.

Tholtig Omenwhips, the militia captain of The Armored Braids, has suffered permanent leg disablement and walks with a crutch.Ushrir Crewfortresses the wrestler/hammerdwarf has suffered a permanent impairment to his ability to grasp with one of his hands, and Lor Whipstill the axedwarf suffers from both problems. I currently believe that, properly armored, these wounded warriors are still able to contribute significantly to the fortress’ survival and glory, but of course it should be up to future overseers to determine their continued ability to serve.

Progress is still being made toward an update. Internet went down, so I'm posting from my phone. I'll try to put something together tomorrow.

OK, I need to figure this out... before the other vampire strikes again.

I went to the library and pulled up the census I compiled two months ago, and start paging through it. It has to be someone from the two most recent migrant groups. Otherwise, they would have struck sooner, and then I can explain that the new vampire can't have been responsible for the earlier murders...

Lets see... Likot? No, she's off hunting, she couldn't have done it. So was Dumed...

There's Zaneg Likot's husband. Unlikely.

Cog has been seen drinking, and the lore says that vampires never eat or drink.

Tun has also been seen drinking... So has Etur. And Rakust has been seen eating...

I'll have to look through the less recent immigrants, ask around...

I need to talk to Momuz... I can trust her.

1055-06-12

Momuz burst suddenly into my quarters/office, waking me up.

"I think I know who the vampire is!" she said, and the words hit my mind like a goblet of artichoke wine.

"Wh-who? How? How do you know?" I asked, scrambling out of bed.

"Athel Cityquick, the cheesemaker!" she said, pacing around in my office. "I first suspected him when I saw him in the temple. He was going through a long set of prayers, prayers to gods I'd never heard of. I looked some of them up, and while most of them are gods of the nearby dwarves, one was... a human god of misery and torture... Stimze, the Burden of Midnight."


“His accent was very odd, and when I asked him where it came from he paused a moment and thought about it before saying it was ‘The Weak Oars’, the local dwarven kingdom. But There are plenty of other former Oarsdwarves in the fortress, and none of them sound like that.”

“When I asked what year he was born, he looked like he had to do some math in his head before he said 949. He doesn’t look nearly 100. Thats… that’s got to be him!”

Her words washed over me, and slowly started to sink in. Athel was a fairly recent immigrant, so he was unlikely to have had anything to do with the other murders. The fortress was in an uproar, with everyone demanding justice for Imic and for us to find the foul murderous beast before he struck again. And we had.

I looked seriously at Momuz, evaluating her. “Have you ever wielded a hammer before, friend?”


The gem cutter seemed to get what I was leading to. “I was trained as a hammerdwarf for my local militia, but I never faced real battle.”

It was too perfect. It was meant to be. “Alright, Momuz, thank you for your information. I will be taking the appropriate actions shortly.” I headed to the door out of my office and into the vast cavern.

“W-wait… what ‘s the appropriate actions?” she asked nervously.

“I’m going to forge a chain.”


1055-06-17

The chain is finished. It’s not quite the masterwork I would prefer, but it should be good enough. It will hold him. Or her. Either of them.


I will be the overseer of law and order.

Imic’s best freind, a dwarf formerly named Sakzul, came to speak to me. He’s taken on Imic’s name in protest of his foul murder, and he wanted my reassurance that this time something would be done about it.

I reassured him that it would, and asked him to meet me in the greenhouse tomorrow.

1055-06-18

I’d called a meeting of the milkers and cheesemaker’s of Gloomdiamond in the greenhouse. Or at least that’s what I’d told Athel. It took everything I had to keep the hate out of my voice as I told the lie, everything to keep my voice from quavering.

I summoned the military, as well as Imic’s friends among the miners to bear witness.


Imic would have justice, and I would have security in Gloomdiamonds.

As the vampire walked into the garden to meet with me, soldiers sprang up to either side of him and quickly shackled his arms to the silver chain.


Momuz approached, holding the hammer I had given him when I had appointed him the fortress’ hammerer.

“Athel Cityquick, you are hereby convicted of the crime of murder of the dwarf scribe Imic. You have been sentenced to fifty strikes of the hammer.”

I stepped back, Momuz stepped forward, and the striking began.


It was the most brutal thing I’d ever witnessed. At least the fighting during the goblin siege was quick. This, this was endlessly prolonged. The creature just would not die, even when his spine was shattered by the hammer, even when the grass was painted with his blood.


And no matter what Momuz did to him with the hammer, he just wouldn’t die. Despite the dwarf leaving his body a broken wreck. He just kept staring at me as the hammer strikes continued to fall.


As Momuz stopped for a moment to catch her breath, I turned to the soldiers I had summoned and ordered them to stand down and report to the tavern for some drinks. They turned and left.

As Momuz delivered the final set of blows, smashing legs and arms but failing to finish the monster off, I turned to Imic II.

“You had mentioned earlier wanting to take up Imic’s name and his duties. That includes his duty as a scribe. Please record that the vampire was killed by hammerstrike.”

Imic II looked over the bleeding, still animate corpse before us. “So what are we doing with that, then?” he asked.

“His corpse should be interred in the catacombs, of course. I’m assinging you Imic’s masonry duty as well. Please make sure that he is properly laid to rest.

The dwarf caught the look in my eye and nodded his understanding, dragging the Vampire away.

1055-06-22



1055-06-25

A gang of dwarves were hanging out outside of the tannery, one holding the door open. When I walked by, I couldn't help but look inside...


She's escaped. The vampire has escaped! Her followers must have just pried the door off of its hinges.

One of them gets in my way, glaring sullenly at me. "Hey, overseer. The mayor wants to see you in her office," he says.

They chuckle to each other and walk off.

So should I be re-dwarfing you, Imic? Sorry the last one didn't stick.

1055-04-10


The humans are here. I wonder if they’ve brought us anything interesting.

On a related note…


Does anyone else in this fortress understand that when you buy a grazing animal in a cage, you  actually have to take the animal out of the cage to not have it starve to death?

1055-04-11


I listened in on Ast’s meeting with the merchant’s guild representative, an older woman named Oqui, and overheard some troubling news. Apparently the nearby Squeezing Confederation hamlet Jumpleader, which had been at odds for some time with the goblin civilization (if you can call it that) The Belted Scorpion, was conclusively conquered, and their leader was killed. The refugees, going under the name “The Fellowship of Angels”, recently arrived in Oqui’s hometown of Cobrapuce.

(TSC= The Squeezing Confederation", TBS = "The Belted Scorpions" TSK = "The Satiny Kingdom", and TBA = "The Big Armor".)

I ran down to the library and got a map of the local region, and asked Oqui to mark the location of Jumpleader, and asked where the attack had come from. She told me that the goblins had most likely originated from the dark pit of Workscorpion, miles to the southwest.

Considering that The Belted Scorpion is the same goblin civilization that the goblins who attacked us belonged to, this is likely a sign that they are building up strength. We can probably expect further attacks from them. Considering that the king we owe fealty to, ruler of The Manor of Strength, is literally on the other side of the world from here, we are profoundly on our own.

Ast got back to requesting various metal bars and surface-plant seeds from the human, while I went off to look over the wall and consider what would need to be done if we were to survive out here.
 
1055-04-12


Ast brought a bit of good news to my desk the next day: The humans were willing to pay more than double price for dwarven-made toys! I’ll be sending an order down to the stonecrafters to get started working on those alongside the crowns we’re making to export to the homeland.

1055-04-15

The fortress hunter killed the rhinoceros that had gone wild before I managed to get a cage trap set up for it. Oh well, at least it will provide good meat. I’m setting up an area for training animals inside the fortress so we have less issues with animal trainers not making it out to the animals.

It turned out that one of the other rhinos had starved to death, apparently put off its grass by the wild one, so we’re down to one of the things. Not really a great loss, as we didnt have a breeding pair in the first place.


I don’t understand how this keeps happening. I did my best to campaign against her, she’s been locked away for months without giving a conference, she’s the only suspect in the deaths of eight dwarves, and yet dwarves dismiss all of that as being a part of some vast overseer conspiracy. I mean sure, we’ve been the ones keeping her locked up, and sure, I may have tried to pin the ettin attack on her holding the military back until it was too late, but can you blame us considering that she’s literally a bloodsucking monster?

I’ve been talking to Ala, a visiting goblin scholar, who had spent some time studying vampires. He said that while not damaged by sunlight, vampires are ‘spiritually vulnerable’ to it, so if you kill a vampire in the sunlight it’s spirit will be trapped in its body until the sun sets. I’ve also been talking to psychoangel about the properties of glass, and he thinks he can bend a clear glass pane into a curve that can focus light. He calls it a lens…

1055-04-21


Excellent, we’ve attracted another batch of dwarves to our home. Clearly the shelter provided by our Big Beautiful Wall is pretty attractive with goblins raiding the countryside.

We got a new papermaker, two traders, a beekeeper, a hunter, and a peasant and novice fishcleaner that I have ordered to report for masonry training.

1055-04-30


We didn’ t have many trade goods to offer the humans, so I decided to clear out most of the extra cat statues, especially the low quality ones. We’re hoping that the novelty of them convinces the humans to buy.

1055-05-02

The cat statues were apparently a hit! Ast was able to secure a full set of human-sized armor for any mercenary we might manage to hire in the future, several bins of leather and cloth, many metal bars and stone blocks, and a large supply of various foodstuffs!

1055-05-14


Ok, so apparently the troglodytes are breeding in their cages…

Creepy.

1055-06-01

We’re halfway through the year, and making great progress on all fronts of Making Gloomdiamonds Great for the First Time! If we can keep this level of progress up through the rest of the year, I expect every area of Gloomdiamonds living to be dramatically improved by next year.

One particular project, nearing completion, has me particularly anticipating its results.


1055-06-11


What? No, this can’t be happening… has she escaped?

I ran across the fortress and slid to a stop in front of the room that our vampire mayor had been sealed in all year, leaning in and peering through the keyhole…


I saw here in there, meditating. Her eyes shot open. She knew I was watching.

“I’ve heard what happened to Imic. As you can see, it wasn’t me,” she said, holding her arms out in a plaintive gesture.  “Isn’t it about time you ended this campaign of persecution against me?”

I backed away, staggering. We had another vampire in the fortress, and that fact was probably going to be used as a justification to set the mayor free, to drink down even more dwarves.

What am I going to do?