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DF Dwarf Mode Discussion / Re: Note to Urist--In which you express your frustration to your dwarves
« on: September 06, 2011, 06:31:24 am »
Dear Competant Swordsdwarf,
You are one of the starting seven, bound by your rule that you live or die to the fort you make. You are our Militia Commander and armed in full steel. You are currently in charge of training up 3 more dabbling recruits.
And when the scouts raised the alarm, you told everyone to stay inside. The doors blocking the invaders were jammed by a leftover piece of dolomite and everyone else was too busy panicking to remove them.
You were the only one who stood against a 12 goblin squad, led by a Jabberer. I was watching you raise your axe and shield as you taunted them by our door. I never knew you had such colorful language.
No one else was brave enough to stand at your side but your pet war dog. When they came, you charged in unison. I thought you would die to the Jabberer but your dog saved you, allowing you to chop it up, the goblins fled in terror as you cut them by the heel.
But alas, your dog has fallen and now you are unhappy although we are partying because of your brave success. Not even a scratch! I applaud your self-less act, but we sadly cannot replace your dog. Just made a statue of you and it though.
Our hero is you.
-Overseer _________
Fortress Saramnir
You are one of the starting seven, bound by your rule that you live or die to the fort you make. You are our Militia Commander and armed in full steel. You are currently in charge of training up 3 more dabbling recruits.
And when the scouts raised the alarm, you told everyone to stay inside. The doors blocking the invaders were jammed by a leftover piece of dolomite and everyone else was too busy panicking to remove them.
You were the only one who stood against a 12 goblin squad, led by a Jabberer. I was watching you raise your axe and shield as you taunted them by our door. I never knew you had such colorful language.
No one else was brave enough to stand at your side but your pet war dog. When they came, you charged in unison. I thought you would die to the Jabberer but your dog saved you, allowing you to chop it up, the goblins fled in terror as you cut them by the heel.
But alas, your dog has fallen and now you are unhappy although we are partying because of your brave success. Not even a scratch! I applaud your self-less act, but we sadly cannot replace your dog. Just made a statue of you and it though.
Our hero is you.
-Overseer _________
Fortress Saramnir
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