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Tadinomon, The Enchanted Realms
We live in a dangerous world. We must weather everything from dark stranglers to jotunar if we are to survive. How can we do this? Only by perseverance and strength, and the will of the mountains. We will live. We will triumph. Why? Because WE! ARE! THE HAZY DAMONDS!
--Excerpt from a speech given by, Oddon Fencedled, the king of The Hazy Diamonds, during his coronation speech.
Those were the words that brought us here. Lucky us.
We were chosen by our fifteenth monarch in the last thirty years--since the beginning of creation--and now, after two years' prep, we are finally ready to try and make our new fortress...Dawnstone.
It is placed here, near the coast, where two rivers meet, far from other centers of civilization.

We also have a large number of animals, several of which we are slaughtering as we no longer need them.
We also have a fair amount of supplies...
...but our herbalist will need to supplement these until we get our butchery or farms up.
We also have lye, alpaca wool cloth, cave spider silk thread, some logs, some quartzite, a piece of grainy plastik, a few ropes, some spare bags and buckets, a splint, a crutch, a pick, an axe, and the clothes on our backs.
My name is Olin Smootharrows, but everyone calls me Great-Wyrm Bronze, in part because of my favorite metal, and in part because of how studious and organised I am.
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I was elected leader of this expedition because of my focus and organization, my previous experience in organization and negotiation, and because I am stubborn as a draltha. In addition to this vital role I play, I am a woodcutter.
Another vital member of the fortress is our miner and engraver, Atis Yelledconstruct. She often butts heads with me, due to the fact that she is even more stubborn than I (although I have more patience, which helps in the long run). She is friends with Avuz Palacelantern, a craftsdwarf-of-many-trades capable of taking a log and a lump of clay, then turning it into some figurines which she bets along with three microcline mugs she also made in a game of Five Queens and beating you soundly. Unfortunately, she is often depressed and keeps her thoughts to herself. Also along is Lorbam Walledeast, a down-to-earth furniture-maker who likes pandashi leather (Not panda,
pandashi--where could he have picked up that taste?) and brook lampreys for their
beauty. Down-to-earth, head in the clouds, I tell ya. We also have a clothier/mechanic who combines those two tastes. Her name is Tulon Wheelslanced and she is the most outgoing individual I have ever met. She is, oddly enough, both conservative and honest, and immodest and undisciplined. Next we have Stukos Grottoposts, a weaver and grower who used to work on a pig tail farm, but decided after the third time he was attacked by a naga-man, he should move. So he did. He seems to be enthusiastic, but also a bit...I dunno, reserved, like he wants to go along with your ideas because there isn't possibly anything better to do. Finally, we have our herbalist, cook, and brewer, Tekkud Glovedbound. She seems a bit emotionally unstable, which is why I'm glad she'll be spending most of these first months out gathering plants, away from everyone.
Here we are, 'tis time to strike the earth!