Timber 16th, 110The first obsidian floodgate for the magma works is in place. Now we'll be able to prevent the magma moat from overflowing.
I designate a lot of coffins for burial, since we're starting to have a pretty significant ghostly population down here. So far the restless spirits don't seem too malignant, but that will be just a matter of time, I predict. So get on carving more of those coffins dammit!
The farm reorganization is complete, with the less essential plants moved to the smaller plots and each plot given a speciality of one plant to grow. I expand the seed stockpile as well and set it to accept potash for fertilization. I notice we don't seem to have an ashery or soap maker's workshop, so I order those built. The outdoor greenhouse will have to wait for now.
Our military is making busy with the trainings and assigned a liberal contigent of war dogs. Damn but there's a lot of dogs, puppies and kittens here! We also seem to have acquired a Giant brown recluse spider (tame). How'd that happen? Oh, and a tame skunk. How lovely. Guess who has an appointment with the butcher?
There's a large, unused room near the trade depot. Say hello to our new finished goods stockpile!
I've just started a wood cutting and plant harvesting operation, when...
An ambush! Curse them!Oh goddammit it. I manage to get everybody indoors and slam the outer bridge shut in the nick of time.
Here we go again...
FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUU...
Right, that tears it. I'm sending out our military, such as it is. With all those dogs, they should at least have a fighting chance. Maybe.
Can of whoopass, set:
...aand the die is cast.
Serve!
Ave, Sus, morituri te salutant!And so our militia sets upon the goblin menace.
Certainly nobody can doubt their braverey and tenacity...
"Bite me!" said the Goblin Maceman to the Doctor. She happily obliged.
...but unfortunately, compared to the gobs, they are woefully under armed, and that shows.
Oaken mail shirt?! Seriously?
Not to be outdone, our sturdy militia resorts to their natural weapons and the legendary dwarven brutality.
*RÜNCH!*"I guess they'll start calling you, 'four toe'!"
Also, it never hurts to have your friendly neighbourghood experimental super soldier around with his +steel battle axe+.
Then our crossbow guys set some bolts flying and the caravan guards join the fray.
*BAM!* *ZOW!* *ZOK!* *BOLT!*
Suddenly things aren't looking too good for our goblin friends.
Soon they all lie in a bloody heap on the field of valor. Victory for Trialfires!
Now, to get on with the whole trading business... I cancel the civil alert and start moving our trade goods topwards the depot.
Whoa. We really have a metric fuck ton of trade goods and tools. Suspending production of mugs, jugs and nest boxes, effective immediately.
It's nice to have some peace for a c...
Oh, for fuck's sake! This time it's a crossbowman and some pikemen. Our militia is too battered to do anyhting about them.
I guess we'll be turtlin' then.
1st Moonstone, 110An unfortunate construction worker doesn't make it indoors before the gates slam shut again. I hear him desperately banging on the unyielding stone of the front gate, begging to be let in. Unfortunately, I can't risk it. The needs of the many... The banging and pleading is eventually replaced with goblins' gaggling and the sounds of battle and death. Poor bastard never stood a chance.
The trading still doesn't happen for the simple reason nobody has the presence of mind to actually deal with the merchants.
You bloody morons, we needed those plump helmets and steel bars! *
'Sus', Overseer is throwing a tantrum!*
Meanwhile, the goblins pull their vansihing act again, save for one pikeman, who gets pincushioned with bolts and has his skull bashed in with a crossbow.
Opal 13th, 110The mental strain of constant ambushes is starting to show. A few of the craftsdwarves finally snap under trhe strain and start babbling madly, discarding their clothes where they may and giving up food and booze altogether. Alåth Idgim, on the other hand, responds to the stress by suddenly starting to speak in tongues and locking himself inside a crafts shop.
Woe be us! Our superhero Captain Mountainhomes is one of the victims of the foul mood, lapsing into a deep, brooding depression. D:
So pass the great ones...
The magma forging complex nears completion, despite rebelliopus workers sabotaging the effort by refusing to make magma-safe floodgates and canceling the task of linking the existing floodgate to its activation lever, thus preventing the miners from opening up the magma tube. However, my time as Overseer is running out, so I shall make haste to finish the outstanding projects...
The magma garbage dump I've been working on at the top of the volcano is ready. For my next act, I shall mark all worn-out and otherwise useless clothing, bullshit wooden "armor" and such for dumping.
Opal 25th, 110 Alåth emerges from the craft shop, exhausted but triumphant, raising a really fancy-looking bracelet. Our broker says it's worth sixty six thousand Urists.
The image on that thing makes me go all cross-eyed though. How can it have an image of itself, containing an image of itself, containing...
Uh, snap out of it Sus, there's still work to do...
My private chambers are only missing a few finishing touches. So are the magma forges.
Just for shits and giggles, I designate a fighting pit on top of the magma dump hole and assign a hamster (tame) in it. Let's see how he likes stuffing his cheeks with magma!
It suddenly occurs to me we have neither a farmer's workshop nor a bowyer's shop. I order them built in our already-crowded main workshop area.
Spring has arrived!...Welp, unfortunately I didin't have the time to quite seal the deal on the magma forges, or my personal quarters...
I guess the next guy is going to have to pick it up from here.
The most pressing issues are finishing the magma forges, forging some weapons and armor for the militias, and building a roof over the magma dump chute near the farms.
(Also, please complete my quarters on lvl 111! 
)Hope you have better luck with the merchants than I did; not a single successful trade all year.
So, with that,
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