Late Galena-Late Sandstone (19th-19th)
Galena 19, 5
Grippages made a masterwork ash shield. Fit for Ashton only.
Galena 22, 5
I had Zan work on the walls. I also left a note to myself to make the rest of the dining room tables and chairs.
Galena 26, 5
The militia will train against this new groundhog that just wandered in. They need the practice, most of them. However...
Which is odder: That Shem is taking
a chunk of rock into battle, or that he has
the finest training spear? Also, why is that badger meat just laying on the ground?
Galena 28, 5
Ah, he dropped the chert...somewhere...hm...
First blood: Ashton, unsurprisingly. If G doesn't step up, he and Ashton might switch spots...no sooner penned than G kills the groundhog.
Oh, dear, there's a cougar...recall the troops! This might hurt them!
Limestone 1, 5
Autumn is here...I am starting to grow weary...
The bedroom area is coming along well.
There are only rudimentary defenses set up, but hopefully our military will be able to handle early incursions...I can't believe I just put that into writing. Well, I probably jinxed myself when I thought it, so I'm not off too much worse.
Limestone 3, 5
Since I have made several doors, I choose some prime spots to put some.
Limestone 10, 5
Nil Craftwhisper, the female poison worm who was evidently adopted by Zon at some point, gave birth to five small poison worms. They will be trained for the military once they are old enough and we have an animal trainer.
The bedrooms are filled and finished. Now we just need to finish hauling out the stone!
Limestone 14, 5
Oh.
My.
GOD.
WE ARE OUT OF ALCOHOL.
I appoint myself brewer and get to work.
Limestone 15, 5
I grab a single longland grass and a tower-cap barrel, and...oh, look, Doc's yelling that there's no water source...I need to get a rope...
Limestone 17, 5
I brew some exotic longland beer. On a side note, Steelmines proclaims that he is a Legendary Miner. Time for some willow-brewed pyreling...wine? Zon also complains about the lack of fresh water.
Pyrebrew, that's it. And it's finer than sunshine, no disrespect to the memory of Thamior intended of course.
Limestone 19, 5
Now for some chertbrewn pyrebrew.
Limestone 20, 5
That cougar is getting awfully close...
Now, I think I'll take a well-deserved nap in my nice, safe room...oh, the cougar's gone? Okay, lemme slee[smear of ink]
Limestone 21, 5
How did this ink smear get on my nice honey bat wool coat?
Limestone 23, 5
I chose a spot for the West Bank Entry Bridge.
One of the dogs gave birth to a puppy. How cute!
Limestone 26, 5
Badgers! Alert the militia! I want to see badger stew within a week! Or at least dead badgers!
Limestone 28, 5
You know what would really hit the spot? Tower-cap brewed prickle berry wine.
In the midst of badger-related carnage, the other dog gave birth to a puppy.
I wonder what's up with Conan. He is supposed to be in uniform at all times, and has been that way since before Grippages announced his arrival. Now the new recruits are lugging their axes about, but Conan?...Nope. He has a shield, though.
Sandstone 1, 5
Zan got his title as an Axedwarf by jamming a badger's skull through its brain with his
training axe. That masterful one...maybe I should have Grippages make more weapons...
Seven out of twelve killed, unless the lists of dead badgers got mixed up somehow.
Sandstone 3, 5
Grippages made a masterful maple cage. He really IS a grand master carpenter...
Two badgers left.
The stray foal grew up.
Sandstone 4, 5
Grippages made a masterful ash cage.
The badgers are dead.
Sandstone 7, 5
Grippages, who informs me that he is now a legendary carpenter, made a masterful alder cage. I believe that he's legendary--he grabs a log, smacks it with a shield he made a few times, and presto! It's a cage! I hope it works with other stuff, too. I also hope Grippages takes time out of his schedule to pick up the bismuth bronze crossbow that Zan brought with him...
I also worry about the pools of poison worm ooze that seem to collect everywhere above ground.
none have marred the surface of out fine underground area, though, so we're fine for now.
Sandstone 10, 5
Grippage's newest masterpiece? An alder chest!
Sandstone 12, 5
Grippage's master: Birchen chest.
Sandstone 19, 5
Migrants arrived again.
First is Fikod Inkedmurders, a proficient macedwarf/other assorted military skills/observer, novice butcher, and accomplished leatherworker.
Second is Lorbam Citykindled, an accomplished cheese maker, novice mason and ambusher, and adept judge of intent.
Third is Iden Findersdye, an adequate negotiator.
After Iden is a cow calf. And that is the end of that. Three new recruits.
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In case anyone cares, Thamior is the name of the elf I based the backstory on. You know, the one who got eaten by a dire shark and lived a little while to brag about it.
