I FORGOT TO BRING AN APPRAISER WHAT THE ANUS
Oh well, I'll deal with it I guess.
In any case, let's strike the earth!
A lone wagon, filled with seven dwarves, five battle-hardened dogs, and two cats being drawn by a Water Buffalo and a Donkey comes to a halt in the middle of a once-vibrant forest, now reduced to dead trees and dense fog. Massive webs are drawn between trees about fifty meters away. The area itself is foreboding and seemingly haunted. In the distance a raven caws...but the sound it makes is unholy. A muscular dwarf climbs out of the wagon first, looking into the distance. He grunts and motions at the wagon. The six other dwarves climb out and begin to mill about. Three soldiers, all of them men, and three women. This will be the starting party of the fortress of Nabidavuz, Saltmine.
1st of Granite, 131, The Golden Age
[Journal of Colonel "Lord Goomy" of the Castle of Hames, Year 131. Translated from Dwarvish to Human by Scholar of Dwarven Culture and History Atra Whispercheese.]
I've led us all to death. I'm convinced of that now.
Only three soldiers and three women showed up to sign the roster for the foundation of Saltmine. I don't blame the rest, though. The Sinister Hill is normally avoided at all costs by those who have enough common sense to avoid the undead.
After a heated debate on the way here and a few swats taken at me and the expedition leader, we've decided on the name Nabidavuz, or Saltmine. I don't see the point of this name considering the fact that there is no rock salt here and this place is clearly a mine. In any case, this location is even worse than I thought it would be. I have no idea how the goblins are able to cross through here without getting brutalized by the wildlife here. Immediately upon arrival I noticed a flock of undead ravens flying in the distance. I panic a little as I watch them inch a little closer. I'm hoping we'll be indoors and locked away before too long.
This entire landscape is made of nothing but loamy sand and dead glumprongs. The grass is still alive, at least. On the other side of the river is the jungle from which the goblins normally arrive. I neglect its name. It's a wonder how goblins are able to swim when no dwarf is present but drown instantly whenever a member of a different race is present. This river stretches for several hundred kilometers and yet a race normally unable to swim like any other humanoid is able to cross it to attack human villages.
In any case, I need to make special mention of the Talonis Wolf. I've known him for a long time [OOC: I'm not making this up, in Goomy's relationship menu it says Talonis Wolf is a Friend.] and I'm convinced he's not meant for military service. He's weak, clumsy, and has shattered more than one bone in his lifetime. His passion is stronger than I am, however, and it's not up to me to turn potential soldiers away. I still believe he's better with a saw than with an axe, and I believe his value as a carpenter outweighs that of his as a soldier. We'll see in due time if he can hold himself up on the battlefield. I'm sure at least something is going to come bother us before long.
We've brought ample amounts of tin, copper, and coke to fuel a bronze industry for the next few years. At the moment, I, FireCrazy, and Talonis Wolf only have copper armor and shields to protect us against the undead, but once the forges are up and running we should be safe.
I pray to Armok that we may survive this ordeal and bring glory to the Castle of Hames.
EDIT: So I just ended up getting my fortress killed when the raven corpses immediately ran into us and started attacking my dwarves. For two months my dwarves had to kill the corpses that just kept on reanimating every three days until another fucking group came around. Undead ravens normally aren't dangerous but when you've got three heads, eight wings, four legs, and six mutilated corpses already fighting you when you end up with yet another group of the little bastards coming up to kill you, then you can sort of tell there's not much worth in staying. Whatever. I'll try again with a smaller embark in a different spot within the Spiteful Hill.
I'll keep trying until I survive getting everything indoors.
ANOTHER EDIT: I'm on my fifth try and I don't think this'll work out in an evil biome. I think it might be a good idea to at least switch to a Savage but neutral biome so we don't get anusraped by Ravens. Since this is a purely experimental game I think it would be a better idea to just go with some sort of baseline that doesn't involve the undead. I'll put up a poll and we can vote.