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Spring

1st Granite

Well. M’journal, I must say.  What a year it’s been!  When we found this land I took a good look, and while I was a bit baffled, that Dulhem fellow certainly took to charging about and making sense of odds and ends.  While I can’t say I understood a damn whit of what he was telling everyone, I saw the dirt, and I saw a pick, and I thought to m’self, why, I used to swing a pick with the best of them!  So I told Dulhem to point me in the right direction, and I’m just now getting the clay out of m’beard.  Just in time too, because old Dully, as I have started to think of him, was ready for a bit of sit down and a tipple.  Well deserved, if I do say so!

Time to take a look at what I’ve been digging out,  n’ see to the future of our fledgling fortress.  Even the greatest diamond starts from a speck of smallness, or somesuch.  I’ll have to ask a geologist about that…

5th Granite

After a bit of looking about, I must say I do like what Dully-boy got up to.  I can’t recommend the dirt rooms for those of us with more particular breeding and taste, but it’s a job in a pinch.  I can see he got started on some nicer accommodations in the stone below, so good job, that dwarf! 


Our storage is a bit spotty, but the lads, and ladies, have already got a nice little industry going turning out trade goods.  Not particularly-well made, or valuable, but we’ll have something to show those indolent lards from the Mountainhomes by trade time!

Y’know journal, one thing has me perplexed as troll staring at door.  It seems our Craftsdwarf Represntative has taken it into his head to demand that some floodgates be made.  So be it, but we are building in stone, not on the bloody ocean!  We don’t even have any rivers to speak of here.

9th Granite

Some damn trader chased me down as I finally had a sit after seeing to those crazy floodgates.  He asked me what we want the caravan to bring.  I told him he knew already the first thing we need, arms and armor!  How are we to make a name for ourselves without the tools to defend what is ours?  I also asked for some cloth, since we don’t seem to have much, nor do we have all that many of those piggy-tails lying about the place.  Then for good measure I asked for an anvil, some goats and some seafood.  Nothing quite like a good cave lobster roast with some goat cheese after a long day of marveling at caves, what!

In return, he gave me a rather odd list of items they were seeking from us.  Windows?  We dwarves live  in caves, I told him.  A perfect example of why we left!


14th Granite

By Armok, we are nearly out of any sort of alcohol!  I had a chat with our resident brewer, Hissinh Walnuts, strange name, that lad, and told him to stop fondling his hammer, and focus on brewing up some beverages immediately.

It better news, our Sherriff, Jamandu, made a masterful door today!  A good step towards our dream.  I knew if got down in the trenches for a bit, these dwarves’d take the motivation.

2nd Slate

Migrants have come to our wondrous home!  More dwarves to help shoulder the load, eh?  We’ve got 30 dwarves within our walls now.  Not so much wine or grub, but more hands means more lands… to till.  I’m sure that’s the phrase.

Balien, our Bookkepper is so happy, she organized a party.  A bit premature, if you ask me, we still have work to do, and we haven’t place to have a proper party.  There will be time for navel gazing and sharing a pipe and a pint after we have built this mighty fortress.  Although she brings up a good point despite her misguided celebrations:  We need a proper hall.  How are we to show others by our example, when we haven’t a gold table or a single statue in this place?

25th Slate

Food is running a bit on the light side, what with our new brewer and Sir Walnuts turning all the available plants into drink.  I therefore drafted four hunters back into service to try and catch some of the camels wandering above. 


Filthy beasts, never have the right number of joints, and they walk funny, but they’ll taste better than more of the same plump helmets.  With great finesse, and perhaps a few bolts too many, Jamandu took down one of the beasts!   But our new hunter, Sazir, showed him up, felling a second camel with a single shot to the head.  I’ve given Sazir the fine title of “Humpsman”, although he was less than jubilant when I told him.  Can’t imagine why…

18th Felsite

What ridiculousness!  Although we bagged two of the shaggy camels, it took so long to bring them to the butcher that they had gone gamey before we could properly carve the beasts.  To rectify this deplorable state of affairs, I have built a new butcher’s shop by the refuse pile.  I’ve also made the hard decision to slaughter the oxen that brought us here, and their calf.  We have too many mouths and not enough to feed them with.

We found a thief skulking by the refuse pile.  It turns out the kobold was a harbinger of the elves.  Perhaps we can take some food off the silly little tree lovers.  Not useful for much else.

25th Felsite

Those huffy pointy eared pinheads have almost no drink, and even less food!  And all the rest is cloth.  What an offensive waste of time, asking us to bring our crafts up for trade, only to show that they picked some berries on the ride out, and apparently spent the whole time just weaving for thread in cloth.  Makes one’s blood boil to no end.  Since these elves are utterly useless to us, I’ve ordered the depot surrounded with walls.  Let’s just see if those pointy eared bastards are so smug when they realize they got no food for themselves, either!

Spring will be up this afternoon, then I'll alternate between seasons for this and my turn on Silvergoose.

Did the whole fortress go?

Checkked that, not woodcutters it is really weird.  My ambassador, a chemist, etc.  I'll check it again tonight, put the active labors and who took the axes in the MW bug forum.

Meph, you got your wish.  So far one necro, and orc ambush, and the carp god has made an appearance.  Seems they were all saving it up.  Orcs are annoying, they camp instead of running in.

Also, not sure if you saw this in the MW forum, but random non-militia dwarves keep taking and carrying great gem axes as fast as I build them.  While this actually came in handy, i can't even stock any to give your dorf.  He has a rusty steel dagger from god knows where.  Any thoughts?  Am I just being dumb?

What has Grimmas been up to lately?

I am now back, and ready for a turn whenever.