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Corley's Journal
No Time to Write
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No time to write now. Have infiltrated Demongate proper once more. Staying out of sight. All according to plan. Need hide-out and base.

Are there any more beasts roaming about the lower caverns at this point?

Winter Report

This will be my last report as overseer of Sculptedpaddle. Soon I’ll flee this fortress, carrying with me as much I can in valuables. This up-and-coming fortress metropolises are amongst the easiest means of getting rich quick.

The liaison met with the mayor recently, and I was able to attend the proceedings. To both of our shock, the liaison seemed to want to promote our fortress in “ranking” in the domains of the queen!



Perhaps he did not receive any notice that our former baroness is an insane vampire, but I did not feel it was necessary to let that fact slip. As far as ordering for the next caravan, I managed to influence the mayor to request raw goods in enormous amounts. Better for these colonists to have all they need to survive once I leave them.

One of the soldiers got a bit too attached to his wooden shield. Thus, he bestowed upon it a name. Perhaps I was too negligent regarding militia affairs, which is exactly wherefore the use of wooden shields would be allowed at all.





I’ve decided to initiate a beekeeping industry within the fort in this last season. A small chamber built into the upper wall houses our current hives. With this industry comes honey, jelly, wax, and mead.



Only at the end of my reign was my office completed. It lies deep within the earth, exactly where one should be. A dwarf feels the most comfortable when he is closest to the stone and the magma whence he was formed. The office is actually a work of genius, dug into the top-most level of an adamantine vein! A small hatch leads to the lower levels of the vein, though I haven’t risked digging out those levels; some other fool can try that.



None of the raw adamantine in the nearby stockpile has been processed yet. It is unfortunate that I will not be able to witness the refinement of the metal of the gods.

I have announced to the dwarves that I am stepping down as soon as spring comes to-morrow, and that any dwarf may step up to become overseer. I did not tell them of my plans to leave here with my treasures, of course, and I will bide my time until I feel that I can be the most inconspicuous. If necessary, I will wait well into spring before I leave. To finish this off, I will below transcribe the current status report of Sculptedpaddle.

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SAVE

Are you moving any more lava/magma to the surface workshops?

To be frank, pumps and complex mechanisms in this game have never been my strong suit. I'm sure I could figure them out if I studied them closely, but the very sight of them tends to make me feel a tad muddled. In other words: no, and it's already winter.

bump -

Can I get a quick poll of who'll potentially  be interested in another DF from scratch for next release, if any?

I'd be cool with that. We could use the "minimal world" raws from this one, though edit the starting race slightly to make it new.

Quote from: FallenAngel on June 28, 2014, 05:14:26 pm

Even though she survived the beast sickness (the one with the pus, fever, and rotting lungs)

I COULD HAVE WARNED YOU, BUT NOOOOO.

Why ruin the fun?

Was Gnora amongst those that received guard dogs?