Hey guys, here it is. This one is all story as nothing of note happened after the adamantine shortage thing. We're actually almost to the 15th. If it isn't obvious, I just got power back. I know it's meh-worthy but hey, i attempted to deliver.
25th Limestone, 210
Due to a shortage of gold, I've decided to make some creativly patterend stone roofs for the palace. Of course now it's more... In name only, sadly, as it's not the grand structure I had intended. Still, it'll be nice once done.
27th Limestone, 210
The Palace walls are finished, made from solid irons where darkstone wasn't present. It's also half furnished; there's a need for more tables and chairs, armor stands and weapon racks, and other such amenities though. I'm sure if the Queen comes for an inspection she'll find the accommodations to her liking though.
28th Limestone, 210
Either someone's been lugging the wafer bins around or we have a shortage of the stuff. Bit annoying but no matter. Our recent boost in harvesting of the stuff with no fear of demonic retaliation will see to it we have plenty more.
1st Sandstone, 210
Well, it appears there's some bad news to write down. Paintbrush has multiple infections from his injuries on the spikewalk. I sincerely hope that he'll pull through, as it would be a terrible way for a soldier like him to go, and he's put in an application run the fortress again too, and he's more than earned the right to do it with his service to the fortress.
3rd Sandstone, 210
It appears the funny little elf who works for Mr Frog is back. Not sure how she got in here without the patrols or even Terrahex knowing, but good for her. We could always use more hands around here, even if its an elf's.
4th Sandstone, 210
I.... I don't even know what to make of what I was told today. So much... And so much of it unbelievable... It seems.... It seems there is some war that's been going on since long before my great-great-grandparents migrated here from East Everoc, all under our noses.
The mercenaries who helped finish our outdoor fortifications were among those who would like to see our fortress destroyed, for whatever reason. It seems that our relatively isolated location in the network of border fortresses made our home a prime location to insert agents of various kinds to monitor the world. Mr Frog was among them, but for different reasons. it seems he's an outcast among his home culture, an apparently advanced merchant group called Ballpoint from some other realm.
I... no amount of brew will make this make sense... I daresay for the first time in years I'm... Sober.
5th Sandstone, 210
It appears that yesterday's revelations weren't some terrible dream but all too real. Strange rips in the air have been appearing all over the fortress and humans and dwarves, along with other strange creatures, have been flooding into the fortress, apparently to defend it against some threat we've yet to meet. Honestly I don't see how they can claim to be well protected; their armor looks as if it wouldn't stop a crossbow bolt nevermind one of those pointed metal rods their weapons fire or a good pike.
I don't know what to make of any of this though, but I know they are least respect my authority as a Duke and have heeded my orders to keep well away from the population, if only to preserve their sanity, or what little of it we can still lay claim to after all the horrors we've faced.
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