CHAPTER 90: The Doomforests agendaWinter of 149Killcount: 93''I'm taking charge'' announces the mayor.
''You can't --'' starts Duke Tun.
''I'm taking charge.''It was time to solve the fort's problem, the mayor knew. With !SCIENCE!
''We are taking down the demons'', she adds.
''But... we don't have any soldiers!
-Exactly, they won't get in the way.''She grabs a few mechanisms, and head outside:
''Open the gates!
-But there's a... dragon...
-Yes, imma need it.''It was a fine beast. The dwarven therapist of the fort claimed it was almost three centuries old, which was about twice the age of basically the world itself. As far as dwarves wee concerned.
I'm pretty sure I can build some cages before it gets here. I'm pretty good at cages.The last time she built cages in a hurry, it was to fetch some rutherers. One of them attacked her, she remmembers. And for what? the rutherers produced no offsprings in decades, and their training was shaky at best. the mopst important part, however, was that they attacked her in the past.
''Hey, you, animal trainer!
-My name's De'', replies the dwarf trying to battle-train a lion nearby.
''Ok, well. Go fetch the rutherers. Bring them to the new tunnel.
-What new tunnel?
-Oh, also dig a new tunnel. to hell.
-...''''Tun, I'm busy building the cages so a dragon doesn't eat us.
-Yes, but what about my crystal glass window? For my underground office, yaknow.
-Oh, I'm definitely working on it right now!
-Really.
-No, obviously not. Grab a pick and dig toward hell.
-I'M the duke, you can't--
-Diiiiiiiggggggggggg''''Make it spirally and hum, I guess engrave it and such'' she explains casually to the miners she just ordered toward hell.
''We don't want the demons to think we're uncivilised.''The traps are finished by a split second.
''Well, time to build some levers!'' the mayor announces.
''You, De, grab my dragon and bring it to the new tunnel''De was a simple animal trainer. He arrived in Whisperwhip only ten years ago, when he heard the new capital had many war animals to train. He was still adjusting to the insanity of the metropolis, but as a dwarf for strives for excellence, like his late uncle Firsal, he wanted to prove himself. So he obeyed the mayor's orders, no matter how insane they sounded.
The ''New tunnel'' as it was simply called, was well underway. The mayor left notes for the mechanics and animal trainers, indicating locations for traps, cages, and bridges.
''--rutherers should go right after the cyclop'', the animal trainer overheard. He dropped the dragon cage where he was told, only to be interrupted by manager Stukos.
''Hold on a sec, lad, I need to cover the floor with an image of three backpacks first, yaknow!''Next, he was told to stash a horde of war animals in a dead end. In the background, he could hear the sounds of metal and the clicks of stone mechanisms. the bridges and lever-linking was progressing smoothly. '
'--tis okay, I read about something like this from a place called Doomforests'' He heard the mayor explain.
''Ok, that's three bridges operational, we'll be ready for phase one as soon as I finish linking the rutherers''There wasn't much to do for the animal trainers at that point. He'd seen a cyclop, some rutherers, various war animals, and a dragon being hauled and lever-linked to the new tunnel. Deep inside, he knew what was going on.
Under the leadership of the mayor, the casual insanity and imminent feeling of doom had somehow amplified to a pure, refined atmoshpere of batshit. Some people were disregarding orders to create useless artefacts out of priceless hell-made metal...
While the Duke himself was going crazy and throwing tantrum.
...In his sleep.
''Damn queen, with her fancy tomb!'' he mumbled in his sleep, kicking the sheets left and right.
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