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« on: September 14, 2018, 03:48:47 pm »
Fairanvils, 2nd Felsite, 433
Uz Fatalmerged, a masked lovebird woman mercenary, applied for residence few years ago. I found the idea of tiny, flying mascot for militia hilarious, so naturally I accepted and recruited her to one of the squads. She seemed to have trouble with heavy armor so I had a set of tiny candy armor (awww!) custom made for her, and since most weapons are two-handed for masked lovebird... persons, I found an iron whip for her to train with.
That proved to be a great idea. As soon as she gained some skill with her new weapon, she started wreak untold havoc to armies laying regular sieges to Fairanvils. Indeed, the last thing many a goblin ever saw was something bright and colorful flying overhead, lashing from above through helm and skull like nothing.
But, it seems that even scarred and feathered death incarnates do, er, feel the urge from time to time. I only just noticed Uz going to a nest box and laying five "masked lovebird woman eggs" into it. Moments later a hauler came in and carried the eggs to a stockpile. Looking into stocks I saw that the stockpile had through the years accumulated quite a pile of these eggs, and that many of the eggs had found their way into roasts.
Apparently dwarves do love a good egg roast.