This is a picture of the embark area. Ocean to the right and swamp to the left.

Excellent, clay!
19th of Felsite
What I once considered a minor inconvenience, is now turning into a major problem. We have no fresh water and our stockpile of drinks is dwindling fast. There are some seeds laying around though. Our farmer says he knows how to grow, so we may have to rely on alcoholic drinks like those bearded midgets.
BUILD A WELL!! MAKE SOME WOOD MECHANISMS FIRST! HURRY!
These large rodent men in the swamp seem to be rather docile. Yesterday, the Shaman went out to try to communicate with them and they replied in some strange language.
...Wha...?
If there are still spots open, I'd like a kobold. Draknoiss is his name; he likes dragons and wants to catch and/or tame one, depending on his profession 9mechanic or animal trainer, respectively).
Also, I think I would like to take a turn. If I don't respond for, say, three days after you say it's my turn assume I missed it and you can proceed without me.