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Originally posted by Lazy_Perfectionist:
<STRONG>Yeah. 100 level, round-about. Later, after I've looked over the other one, I'll write about it since I hear so much about these named mountains. If reveal was f compatible...

Anyways, the chasm might be a bit larger than that (opens into cliff, but not open to surface), but there are a hundred z-levels between my starting position and the ground. When I maxed my site to include the whole region, I lagged even while paused. I think I can narrow down the site though, especially since there's no trees or vegetation. It might be even better if I can exclude the cliff altogether. Can you imagine the caravan ramp for 100 z-levels? Perhaps I might build my trade depot down there instead.</STRONG>

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such ahuge ramp would be epic

sounds like a good goal for a succesion game

it would make a great setting for the continuation of my first community fortress, (which died waaay too soon)

edit: nevermind I found something suitable

no sand desert, juste wasteland, but worth a try nevertheless

[ December 17, 2007: Message edited by: Akroma ]

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Originally posted by vanarbulax:
<STRONG>More research is needed on the explosiveness of booze, what its effects are, how to reliably trigger an explosion, if this can be used in any sort of set-up (triggering cave-ins perhaps) and most importantly how well it can kill the elven diplomat.

I'm guessing from what I've seen that the explosion are more like a small fire and bits of steam but I haven't been able to find any conformation of it.</STRONG>

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there is a video on the map archieve that5 shows a booze explosion next to a horse
after the explosion it misses every limb

The digging of the main rooms is complete, after a full month of hard mining.
It's not very full of luxury, eventhough Imp managed to build a truly masterful chair, which now resides in our new dining room.
It is tiny and dirty, and not worthy the mountain homes.

But we will improve !
We have years to come, and we will fill this fortress with luxury beyond all measures.
I began sketching up the planes for the first great stairway, that will go to the very top of the mountain. I do not know what i will build up there yet, but it must be great.
Something that acts like a signal fire, somethign that tells the mountainhomes "we did it"

we haven't started the plannings for the second great stairway yet, the one that goes to the ground, because we still have to bridge over a cliff, but that will surely be done soon.
We will use the geography of this place for our advantage, using a natural wall of yet to serve as the walls that will host our main gates, a construct of bridges, that will hold of every undead that dares to climb our stairway.
No landwalking fish will stop us.

Most parts of the working area has been dug out, and the storage area is dug out as well.
Tyr has started to set up a farm, and Madkadol is assisting him.
Imp, our mason, has been released from mining duty, since he has more important stuff to do. We need tables to eat from and chairs to sit on, if we want to be a proper mountainhome !
BurnedToast started with the construction of some beds, a sight to behold, for he never ever build a bed before. His strong, ax swinging arms are not used to exact movement...
Well, I wouldn't be able to sleep calmy anyway...

I can still hear it.
The song of the dead. Their warcry.
Ever since they emerged, they have been singing for 7 days and 7 nights.
If I don't die by their theeth, I wills urely soon succumb the dominating madness of this place, trapped into a cacophany of voices.

How can something so dead be so..so full of hate ?
What legendary event led to their creation ?

As soon as things are sorted, I will request some cage traps to be build.
I shall catch and study them. Surely a closer look at them can help me understand..

What a sight !

A mountain, high as Armoks toes. We arrived here after nearly a week of travel, me and my band of drunks that were "impressed" by my courage.
A quick glance at the terrain brought both good news and bad news.

Firstly, we are still alive. Which is something I no longer take as granted, after I woke up and saw what the darkness of the night hid away from me.

A cliff that drops deeper than I can look. Whatever drops down there dies, no question asked.

Furthermore, the "army of the undead" that the adventurer discribed was nowhere to be seen.
So we decided to take a tour around the cliffs to search this "unholy menace"
The tour down the cliff proved itself to be absolutely dangerous, partially impossible. We will need huge stairways if we ever want a caravan of traders to enter our new home.
Also, Torak, a hunter addressed me, he was unable to locate even a single huntable animal.
Not even the slightest trace of a mountain goat !
Hopefully we will be able to find at least something soon, or he will have nothing to do.
When we finaly arrived at the bottom of the cliff, my nose was burned by a smell, the made my beard become white. What a devilish trick was that ?
We soon located the source of the smell.

Oh the horror..the horror

A lake so black, you couldn't determine if it was water, or obsidian. The surface was perfectly calm, smooth as the walls of the mountainhomes. It was like looking into a nightmare, it chilled me to my bones. A thick mist covered the ground, I was barely able to distinguish the lake from the ground, covered by black sand, just as smooth as the lake.
It was Tyr who woke them.

He accidently stepped into this ..."water"
It dyed his socks black.
Black as this obsidian lake.

Circular waves extended from the place his food was tainted, disappearing into the thick mist.
Then it happened.
The calmness was broken. The whole lack was throwing fierce bubbles, it was boiling, it was raging.

And it emerged.

What emerged you ask ?

A creature so ridiculous, I broke into a laughter.
It was the skeleton of a fish, that crawled out of the water. It looked so pathetic, trying to move what was left of his fins. Almost helpless.
Almost.
But for such a pathetic creature, it was unbelievable fast, it charged at me.
A fish !
Charged at me.
And not only one, dozens over dozens of skeletal fish emerged from the boiling obsidian.
We turned to run, as we discoverd that right behind us, was the skeleton of a four legged creature, I am not sure which, as they are hard to identify without flesh. All I knew his massive skull was equipped with theeth, white, lond and deadly.
Oh what created this horrible...horrible..THING ?!
Was it, magic, cursed occult rituals, diseased science ?

It..it was remarkably abtract. No flesh, no sinew but it walked, it sang
It roared a tune, the strangest sound I have ever heared, and will ever hear.

oh the horror...