OOC: Sure. Keep in mind that I am a fairly new DF player, so don't expect super fancy constructions or anything, in fact hopefully this fort will be a good learning experience for me as I don't have much experience with a military. Also, Phoebus. Don't be mad.
IC:
1 Slate, year 145
So far our miners have dug out a workspace for crafting as well as a basic area for farming plump helmets. The dead cover the area, and at least so far have seemed content to slaughter any wildlife foolish enough to wander into the swamp.
Even in our hopeless situation, life among the dwarves goes on. Our miners, Solon and Dakost, have recently been spending much time together. In the small area we have managed to scratch out of the earth, it is difficult to hide a relationship such as theirs. They claim to be lovers now, which seems a hasty decision, especially for a dwarf. Oddom, my second-in-command and the leader of our small militia has especially taken offense to their relationship, although I am unsure why she should feel that way since I swear I saw her and our other Hammerdwarf Lolor being very “friendly” off in the corner of the stockpiles. I will have to watch Solon and Oddom carefully, a grudge like that cannot be allowed to compromise our survival, especially with literal death surrounding our pitiful haven.
1 Felsite, 145
Oddom insisted that I order the creation of a barracks for her and Lolor to train in since I wouldn’t let her out of the fortress to slaughter the dead. I assented to her request, fearing the menacing look in her eye, but I stood firm on not ordering a bed to be placed in the barracks. I want to make sure that when they are training, the two of them are actually training. Plus I was afraid that Solon might decide to use the bed just to spite Oddom and I really don’t want to give Oddom another reason to bash Solon over the head with her hammer.
As Oddom and Lolor practice what appears to be some sort of shield demonstration in the barracks, I discover one of the dogs limping through the fort. It appears that instead of using the garbage pile that I designated for dumping vermin and such, a few of our less clever members decided to toss the stuff over the side of our trench right into the doorway to our fort. I calmly demonstrated to the group that they needed to think before they just chuck things about, especially in a fort the size of ours. Hopefully the dog will recover, my medical expertise doesn’t extend to animals.
We had a bit of a scare when one of the corpses outside of our fort got close enough to cause the livestock to flee down into the stockpiles and none of the dwarves were brave enough to take them back up to the pasture. I was about to do it myself when the corpse got distracted by a bird and took off in the other direction. Edem, our farmer, shamefully took the horses back up to the pasture after the threat was over.
Moldath complained recently about my leadership, claiming that I spent too much of my time focusing on the louder dwarves such as Solon and Oddom. As a way to help all of the dwarves to feel accepted, I decided to sit down with each one of them in my office and find out more about them, since I hadn’t know any of them before we were sent here. I wrote up a brief character study of all of the dwarves here, I fancy that someday this journal may be of interest to someone out there, especially if we succeed with my plans…
First, of course, is myself:
My second-in-command, Oddom:
Lolor, Oddom's lover and Hammerdwarf:
Solon, our builder and miner:
Dakost, Solon's lover and another miner:
Edem, our farmer and chef:
And last, but not least Moldath our carpenter and crafter:
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