Spring is here, and we have grudgingly embarked upon the shadow of a rather ominous volcano under the leadership of I, Arber Towerrazors. Just looking in the immediate vicinity of where we stopped I already have visions of building a stone wall to block off this little indent.
We are the first in generations to venture from our icy home, to the warmer lands our more mountain adapted brethren have claimed as their own. We are sun dwarves. (the major difference between sun dwarves and vanilla dwarves is the weapon list, and the randomly generated animal list.
Eyeing over the steep slopes I saw things to make my beard swear sobriety. Having not yet even struck the earth I've found sources of pentlandite (nickel), hematite (iron), and marble (flux). Everything we need to make the fabled starmetal to trade to the mountain homes.
I already can see the gleam in the eyes of our metal worker.
I've sent our resident farmer Kothvir Cryptpracticed to go out and gather some local plants in hopes of finding something brewable, while Fath Yellpanther (and he does) begins cutting trees.
Finally I take stock of the animals that we brought with us.