Diary of Doc Inod: 5th Galena.The Watchful Gazes are now armoured up and off to do some training. There training armour is basic: iron helm and mailshirt and leather boots, leggings and gloves. I'd expected them to go with something heavier, but Dobar explained that they would be lighter on their feet this way, but still have reasonable protection. He'll let me know when he thinks he and Meng are ready for heavier protection.
Este pointed out that apart from our 2 warriors we are very vulnerable to attack. She suggested we use some of the iron we've been mining to make some simple spring loaded traps with suitable menacing pointy implements. She assures me she is quite capable of making them foolproof (though I fear she may be overestimating some of the dwarfs the Duke is likely to send in our first "official" migration wave), but effective against the uninvited.
26th Galena:More foul smoke has drifted through the steppes. I fear we came close to disaster as a herd of wild camels just missed walking into it. I have begun preparations for a small curtain wall to protect the depot and garbage dump.
1st Limestone.Autumn. Work on a better dining hall is progressing, once it is done the miners wil start seeking the caverns. Dobar and Meng have been battering away at each other for a while. They assure me their skills are improving, but it still looks like random surgery to me. So far they have not done more than bruise one another. But I feel my profession calling. I fear a hospital may be required.
Zay has requested we capture a few of the local dessert creatures for training. Apparently Ostrich eggs make excellent food. To that end I will order the construction of some cage traps out on the plains and see what we get.
22nd LimestoneThe autumn brings more migrants! Another 7 dwarfs have chosen to make their home with us.
Aban Thobsarcesh, a skilled carpenter and crossbow maker and her husband Dastot Listlokum, a clerk.
She is a citizen of The Earth of Temples. She is a member of The Round Sling. She is a former member of The Leafy Plank. She is a former member of The Blowing Pillars. She arrived at Nanirmuthkat on the 22nd of Limestone in the year 254.
She is one hundred five years old, born on the 1st of Granite in the year 149.
She is average in size. Her wide-set bronze eyes are very round. She has very low cheekbones, and she has a narrow chin. Her hair is clean-shaven. Her somewhat tall splayed out ears are free-lobed. Her eyes are slightly protruding. Her skin is dark peach.
She is very rarely sick and tough, but she is clumsy.
Aban Thobsarvesh likes obsidian, nickel silver, golden beryl, oak wood, blue jay bone, war hammers, gauntlets, cloaks, reindeer for their large herds and ice wolves for their piercing howls. When possible, she prefers to consume gray squirrel, prickle berries and tuber beer. She absolutely detests slugs.
She has great creativity, a good feel for social relationships and a feel for music, but she has a very bad sense of empathy.
She feels strong urges and seeks short-term rewards. She admires tradition. She doesn't go out of her way to do more work than necessary. She often does the first thing that comes to mind. She needs alcohol to get through the working day.
A short, sturdy creature fond of drink and industry.
He is married to Aban Girderfurnace and has one child: Rovod Towerholy.
He is a citizen of The Earth of Temples. He is a member of The Round Sling. He is a former member of The Blowing Pillars. He arrived at Nanirmuthkat on the 22nd of Limestone in the year 254.
He is one hundred one years old, born on the 1st of Granite in the year 153.
He is very skinny. His very short sideburns are neatly combed. His long moustache is neatly combed. His very long beard is braided. His hair is clean-shaven. He has a very narrow square chin. His nose bridge is concave. His somewhat tall splayed out ears have large hanging lobes. His bronze eyes are wide-set. His dark peach skin is wrinkled.
He is quite quick to heal, but he is flimsy, weak, clumsy, quite susceptible to disease and very quick to tire.
Dastot Listlokum likes olivine, gold, brown zircon, giant leech leather, pigs for their sense of smell, emus for their inquisitive nature and valley herbs for their tiny leaves. When possible, he prefers to consume llama and sewer brew. He absolutely detests fire snakes.
He has a great deal of patience and a good feel for social relationships, but he has little willpower and little natural inclination toward music.
He does not have a great aesthetic sensitivity. He is self-disciplined. He takes time when making decisions. He chews his lips when he gets excited. He needs alcohol to get through the working day. He does not mind being outdoors, at least for a time.
A short, sturdy creature fond of drink and industry.
Kol Sakrithastesh, a hunter and her husband Vabok Cuborudib, a skilled Mason and Engraver.
She is a citizen of The Earth of Temples. She is a member of The Round Sling. She is a former member of The Fountain of Bridges. She is a former member of The Leafy Plank. She is the militia captain of The Round Sling. She arrived at Nanirmuthkat on the 22nd of Limestone in the year 254.
She is one hundred five years old, born on the 1st of Granite in the year 149.
She is average in size. Her protruding bronze eyes are very round. She has a very narrow square chin. Her somewhat tall ears have large hanging lobes. Her somewhat narrow head is tall. Her eyes are wide-set. Her hair is gray mixed with dark taupe. Her medium-length hair is braided. Her skin is dark peach.
She is clumsy.
Kol Sakrithastesh likes anhydrite, steel, red tourmaline, brown recluse spider silk, bins, crutches and cows for their haunting moos. When possible, she prefers to consume giant swan and gutter cruor. She absolutely detests brown recluse spiders.
She has a great kinesthetic sense and a good feel for social relationships, but she has poor spatial senses and very bad intuition.
She does not have a great aesthetic sensitivity. She prefers familiar routines. She is very confident. She acts impulsively. She needs alcohol to get through the working day. She does not mind being outdoors, at least for a time.
A short, sturdy creature fond of drink and industry.
He is a citizen of The Earth of Temples. He is a member of The Round Sling. He is a former member of The Leafy Plank. He arrived at Nanirmuthkat on the 22nd of Limestone in the year 254.
He is one hundred eight years old, born on the 1st of Granite in the year 146.
He is fat. His very short sideburns are neatly combed. His medium-length moustache is arranged in double braids. His very long beard is braided. His hair is clean-shaven. He has low cheekbones, and he has a square chin. His nose bridge is incredibly concave. His bronze eyes are wide-set. His ears are somewhat tall. His skin is dark peach.
He is incredibly tough and very rarely sick.
Vabok Cuborudib likes serpentine, electrum, clear diamond, cloaks, crowns, animal traps, blue peafowls for their enormous fan tails, tick demons for their horrifying features and larches for their needles. When possible, he prefers to consume giant anaconda, cuttlefish, bloated tubers, swamp whiskey and rope reed seeds. He absolutely detests rats.
He has very good focus and good creativity, but he has little willpower, poor spatial senses and a really bad memory.
He is self-conscious. He doesn't handle stress well. He is relaxed. He is occasionally given to procrastination. He needs alcohol to get through the working day. He likes working outdoors and grumbles only mildly at inclement weather.
A short, sturdy creature fond of drink and industry.
Tholtig Thukkannokim is a skilled Gemcutter and also hunts. His skill with Gems is to important to risk him outside, so i've told him no hunting. His wife Unib is a reasonable cook. I've set her to turn our raw food into something a little more palatable.
He is married to Unib Swordtones.
He is a citizen of The Earth of Temples. He is a member of The Round Sling. He is a former member of The Machine of Flags. He arrived at Nanirmuthkat on the 22nd of Limestone in the year 254.
He is ninety-two years old, born on the 1st of Granite in the year 162.
His very long sideburns are neatly combed. His medium-length moustache is neatly combed. His very long beard is braided. His hair is clean-shaven. He is average in size. He has a very clear voice. He has very low cheekbones, and he has a very narrow chin. He has an angular chin. His wide-set bronze eyes are round. His somewhat tall ears have large hanging lobes. His nose is slightly upturned. His skin is dark peach.
He is indefatigable, incredibly tough and very rarely sick.
Tholtig Thukkannokim likes granite, fine pewter, white chalcedony, rubber wood wood, giant bobcat leather, harp seal bone, alpaca wool, the color dark green, gizzard stones, leggings and cows for their haunting moos. When possible, he prefers to consume crab, hake, whip wine and quarry bush leaves. He absolutely detests toads.
He has a deep well of patience, a great affinity for language, a good kinesthetic sense and a feel for music, but he has poor focus and poor creativity.
He is self-conscious. He doesn't often experience strong cravings or urges. He cracks easily under pressure. He is very distant and reserved. He likes to try new things. He finds helping others rewarding. He is compassionate. He is organized. He strives for excellence. He speaks very deliberately when he's angry. He needs alcohol to get through the working day. He does not mind being outdoors, at least for a time.
A short, sturdy creature fond of drink and industry.
She is a citizen of The Earth of Temples. She is a member of The Round Sling. She is a former member of The Tight Bust. She is a former member of The Machine of Flags. She arrived at Nanirmuthkat on the 22nd of Limestone in the year 254.
She is ninety-four years old, born on the 1st of Granite in the year 160.
She is average in size. Her bronze eyes are very wide-set. She has very low cheekbones, and she has an angular chin. Her hair is clean-shaven. Her free-lobed ears are somewhat tall. Her skin is dark peach. Her nose bridge is somewhat concave.
She is very slow to tire and quick to heal.
Unib Dastotbal likes sandstone, rose gold, golden beryl, giant moose hoof, giant cave spider silk, battle axes, splints, alpacas for their wool, buzzards for their striking red face and bloated tubers for their stout shape. When possible, she prefers to consume moghopper, sewer brew and dimple cup spawn. She absolutely detests bark scorpions.
She has great analytical abilities and a very good sense of the position of her own body, but she has an iffy memory, meager creativity and very bad intuition.
She is self-conscious. She is assertive. She isn't given to flights of fancy. She prefers familiar routines. She is open-minded to new ideas. She loves to defy convention. She is confident. She begins to talk in a hushed whisper when she is angry. She needs alcohol to get through the working day.
A short, sturdy creature fond of drink and industry.
Finally Zasit Mokezablel is an appentice miner. He was handed a pick and put straight to work!
She is the daughter of Logem Airconstructs and Zuntir Scalypick.
She is a citizen of The Earth of Temples. She is a member of The Round Sling. She is a former member of The Blowing Pillars. She arrived at Nanirmuthkat on the 22nd of Limestone in the year 254.
She is twenty-one years old, born on the 13th of Moonstone in the year 233.
Her curly greasy hair is extremely long. She is fat. Her lips are thick. Her bronze eyes are slightly wide-set. Her ears are free-lobed. Her hair is dark taupe. Her dark peach skin is slightly wrinkled.
She is flimsy, slow to heal and very quick to tire.
Zasit Mokezablel likes graphite, copper, plume agate, eagle tooth, giant cave spider silk, pig tail fiber fabric, the color olive, gauntlets and iron men for their stern appearance. When possible, she prefers to consume red panda and tuber beer. She absolutely detests bark scorpions.
She has great intuition, an amazing memory, great creativity and an ability to read emotions fairly well, but she has little willpower and little natural inclination toward music.
She is slow to anger. She occasionally overindulges. She is grounded in reality. She likes to try new things. She is put off by authority and tradition. She is compassionate. She is disorganized. She takes time when making decisions. She commonly winks as a form of greeting. She needs alcohol to get through the working day.
A short, sturdy creature fond of drink and industry.
Kol and Tholtig form our second squad, the sculpted rocks. For now, on Mengs advice, they are training in hand to hand combat with hammers. They will switch to crossbows at a suitable time.
254, 7th Sandstone:
Success! A test shaft has been dug from a safe location and penetrated a vast underground cavern. The shaft emerged directly over a small lake. For now I have ordered the shaft seeled and then continued further underground.
254, 9th Timber:Our exploration shaft has struck gold. No doubt a stream of gold crafts will keep some of the nobility back home happy and off our backs.
254, 13th Timber:Finally the promised caravan has arrived. I've told Solon to take a look and see if there is anything we can use. Particularly some food and drink to bring a little more variety into our lives. We also need as much wood as the caravan is carrying, finally any useful wood goods we can get.
254, 17th Timber: Well, our exploration shaft hit semi molton rock. The miners assure me there must be other caverns around here somewhere. They also report digging through a vein of sphalerite. Gold and Brass, if we survive we get to be rich! For now I've ordered the miners to finish the new dining room and bedrooms. Nice places to eat and sleep should do wonders for the morale of everyone, this will also provide room for the promised migrants.
I had a brief meeting with the outpost liaison. It was fairly quick and she headed straight off with her guards afterwards. She seemed rather pleased with herself. Didn't seem too impressed by what she has seen here. I'd be offended, but I guess she will be reporting exactly what we want to the Duke.
Diary of Cerol Lecadrigoth, diplomat.I've arrived at Rhymedmansion. My briefing from the Duke was simple enough. Take a look around and report back to him the progress these misfits have made. I get the impression that he is desperately hoping for this venture to fail in a truly spectacular fashion.
My first impression was worrying. The dressed stone stockade protecting the entrance is obviously well built, hardly the slapdash affair I would have expected some noble hating Doctor to design. There are also clearly more dwarfs than the initial seven who set out. I guess some of the disaffected caught wind of this place, what fools to give up the safety of the Halls!
I was greatly reassured as I made my way underground. In spite of the number of dwarfs here (I estimate 15), they appear to have achieved little of note. I was shown into what they called their "dining room" (a small room hewn out of sand with a grand total of 4 tables) before being shown into a tiny cubbyhole of an office, hardly the room of a great administrator. I saw only a single dwarf under arms and though she glared at me and muttered "i've got my eyes on you, stranger", it would appear that this is not going to turn into any form of great military stronghold just yet. I (or my successor) will have to keep a close eye on this in our next visit.
Overall I expect the baron to be pleased.
Oh, the leader gave me a request for us to send more wood, leather and fuel in the next caravan, I was tempted to lose it, but I suspect this place will collapse without any assistance from me.
Diary of Doc Inod - 10th MoonstoneThe merchants are packing up. Solon got a variety of supplies, unfortunately they didn't bring fuel or wood this time, I've ordered some from the liason for next year. We got a huge stack of foodstuffs, far more than expected. It seems the mountainhomes can't get enough of spiked iron balls, weird, but since we had some spare we were able to trade them. Next year we should have some crafts ready to be sent back, keep the Duke off of our backs....
I guess winter must be here, the stream just froze. I hate this desert.
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