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If we make it a church/mausoleum, we can arguably call it an industry and sucker some poor sap into maintaining the church as a priest/undertaker/gravetender.

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DF General Discussion / Re: Dwarf Fortress 40_16 Starter Pack r2
« on: November 23, 2014, 07:05:07 pm »
Man, I really wanna download this, but I also wanna wait until 40_18 r1 is ready because of the stress update.

4263
Huck 'em down the mine?

These are noble dwarves we're talking about.  They deserve a dedicated place to rest their bones for all of eternity.  Don't insult the bones of the fallen by putting them in a mine.

I say graveyard or above ground mausoleum. Scarcity of workable tiles isn't incidental it's a big part of the challenge.



A 49 tile Shrine to honor the fallen, then, and catacombs beneath it to house their bones.  Think of an old Catholic church.

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So, what are we thinking?  Catacombs?  I'm a little wary of giving up a plot of land for a graveyard, since that will quickly take up a massive amount of square footage.

Besides, we may be in a village, but we're still dwarves.  I wouldn't wish it on any dwarf to be buried on the cold, barren surface.

Aye. The only good surface tomb would be a big ol' pyramid, and that's out of the question for a village. Unnecessarily convoluted catacombs would be best.

We'd need a grave keeper.  Maybe use one of the northern plots of land to build a shrine, then have the catacombs twist downward from there?

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So, what are we thinking?  Catacombs?  I'm a little wary of giving up a plot of land for a graveyard, since that will quickly take up a massive amount of square footage.

Besides, we may be in a village, but we're still dwarves.  I wouldn't wish it on any dwarf to be buried on the cold, barren surface.

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If only there was someone in the village capable of producing masterwork iron items...

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Have her smith (on repeat):

Spear
Spear
Battle axe
Shield
Shield
Buckler

Then have her apprentice (Cilob Alathzat) periodically melt down the crap she makes in a different forge.

The only thing this will consume is charcoal, and as we know trees are a renewable resource.

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If it's at all possible, can you have Bim (my character) grind her smithing skills during your turn?  Even if it's just melting down some worthless little silver figurine and reforging it into the shape of a dick a million times?  There's now way I can make significant progress on her skills during my turn, since the smithing skills take soooo long to level up.

Ooh, and ask for flux boulders in the next caravan, so we can make steel!

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Your...your helm....








The Duke had made you that helm.









Recruit Reg Pashmad has become Enraged!


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Bim smiled.  She'd let Koreg get away with his barbed words for now.  She had what she wanted...and it was enough to start building her own little empire.  She plotted out her land, choosing a 7x9 plot of tile in prime center-village real-estate. That'd add up to 63 tiles; the 64th tile would extend out into the street as a small bridge/door, connected to a lever.  All built out of stone block, of course.  It'd be dangerous to have a wooden forge.

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She set the map aside and enjoyed the rest of her brandy at a leisurely pace.  She'd done good today.  She'd staked out a profitable future for her little metalsmithing company, established herself as the Guild Leader of Metalworking at the Table of Commerce, and made a (temporary) truce with Koreg.

She wasn't too worried about that last part, though.  Hawkblockades would slip up at some point, and he did, Bim would be there.  It may be tomorrow, it may be three years from now, but at some point she would become the figurehead of this little...Fortress.  Of that, she was certain.

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Bim's eyes narrowed at Hawkbockades words.  A calm smile didn't escape her face, but the air around her grew icy enough to chill the brandy sitting on the table.

"You're quite bold, Koreg.  You can stack card after card upon your grand little house, but you're so ready to burn those around you that you won't see it coming when it all goes up in flames.  You think that you can strangle the industry of those around you and still have your Fortress grow?"  She savored the twitch he made when she said the word 'fortress'.

"I admit that it is indeed possible, in this strange little world where self-inflated dwarves succeed from the mountain home and expect no retribution from the king they'd so thoughtlessly insulted, that in your stressful, addled state, you saw a giant owl.  I'll not debate whether or not this owl exists, but I whole heartedly believe that you saw it.  75% below market price, with the value of the ore to be payed off in goods furnished in my shop.  5% on iron, copper, and silver, paid in a similar manner.  A temporary workshop for now, and a two-story 64 tile Forge named 'The Hammer and Cock' to be built within three years of today.  And, to top it all off, I become the Head of the Metalworkers Guild."  She thought for a moment, then added, "Oh, and Cilob Alathzat becomes my employee."

Bim leaned back in her chair and sipped her drink.  "Do this for me, and I'll furnish your home with whatever gaudy metal baubles you want for the price of the metal itself.  Do this, and you'll never have a problem from me again.  Your little house of cards will be secure, and you can go about building it higher and higher."

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"Hawkblockades.  We gotta talk."

Bim 'Saint' Eshtanilun sat across from Koreg Hawkbockades at the Pickled Plum, two pints of booze sitting between them.  Between building his lavish manor, hauling wood and fallen plums, and their war on gigantic owls, they'd barely had a minute to sit down and hash out this little...meeting.

Bim took a drink from her mug, then set it back down with a deliberate *clink.* 

"It's about your mine.  I understand that you're charging fifteen times going market rate for any scrap of metal that comes out of the ground.  That puts me and my growing industry of metal working in a...'precarious' position."  She took another sip, letting that hang in the air.

"I need metal.  You need a skilled metal worker to fill your god-awful manor with all sorts of shiny crap.  I'm sure we can come to an agreement.  Unless...you know, you think that owl knows how to blacksmith."


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Oh, make sure you build you manor out of stone blocks, rather than just boulders, since stone is going to be kind of scarce.

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If nothing else, pick a result that works best for the role playing factor

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