2nd Hematite 119The weregecko has stopped making any sound and presumably left. Maybe it didn't catch our scent and left the
area. I lowered the bridge and sent out a scouting party. They reported they found six bodies, mangled and torn up
outside. I built some coffins and buried them in the catacombs. They return to the earth.
5th Hematite 119Mother of Armok the forges are so cluttered with random bullshit. I asked the forgemen why they throw each
bar on a seperate spot, but they replied they don't know why either. I ordered 30 more wooden bins to be made
just for metal bars. Also for some reason we have 600 gold bars. Some of the people in this place...
Talking about this place... There is so much stuff lying randomly on the ground. Near our mechanics, there is a random
pile of obsidian. Why! I think I know why the previous manager went crazy. Damn.
10th Hematite 119We received word of a human caravan coming up from an outriding diplomat from Mong Pak. He had a meeting with Psychoangel and told him of
the latest news in the world. It's.... not very good.
He said many settlements were conquered and destroyed
by a group calling themselves 'The Mahogany Midnight'. I'm not afraid of a bunch of outlaws who are
associated with elven names. The Mahogany M... Oh please what a retarded and absurd name. I'll show them their
midnight should they ever come here.
12th Hematite 119The human caravan arrived a bit later than anticipated but no worries, they bring a lot of good stuff I'm told
by my broker. Metal bars, wood, weaponry and armour. I ordered the bookkeeper to make a report on our trade
goods.
13th Hematite 119I think I'm actually going crazy. The report the bookkeeper made, yeah, was practically empty. At first
I thought he was taking the piss but no! I checked the stocks and really: WE HAVE NOTHING TO TRADE! No
figurines, mugs, amulets! NOTHING! My goodness what have the previous managers done?! I told the bookkeeper
to fuck off and relay an order to make stone crafts to the masons. Luckily the caravan will stay here for another
week or so... Hopefully that's enough time for the stonecrafters to piece together a fucking drinking cup.
15th Hematite 119Elections were yesterday..
I didn't even notice until I saw some celebrations in the main hall. Apparently
Aban Regtunom has been elected mayor. Interesting I guess. Normally as a woodcrafter I would have voted as well
but now that I'm manager... guess I'm Aban's boss now HAH!
17th Hematite 119 //the writing seems to be hastily written down//DEFCON 1 HAS BEEN CALLED! THE FORT IS ON LOCKDOWN! The weregecko didn't return.... this time it's something
much worse. A MINOTAUR!
I thought they were myths and legends. There is an actual one charging towards our fort
at incredible speeds. I didn't even bother to alert anyone outside. I rushed to the levers myself and closed
the bridges. I need to get my militia commander equipped and ready for certain dea- I mean combat.
FUCK! FUCK! I just remembered we don't have SHIT to trade! The human caravan has bronze weapons and armour and
we, of course, have fuck all! I found the blacksmith drinking in the hall and I hit that fucker so hard in the
face he spilled his drink and food, to make sure he understood what I was about to say: "MAKE SOME FUCKING WEAPONS
AND ARMOUR YOU PRICK!" He got the message and was off to the forges.
I didn't specify what material the weapons and armour should be made of. This man's head will be fed to
the minotaur if he fucks it up.
21th Hematite 119Avuz Shameblor is still at the forges creating weapons slow as all fuck. He will die after this is over I
will make sure. I ordered worn clothes, buckets and rock swords up to the depot to trade. Hopefully those
stupid humans will see some value in this shit and give me their bronze weaponry.
Armok be praised! The broker could just haggle the prices so that we can buy all the armour and weaponry they had and some bars.
It's just too bad almost everything they had was oversized and meant for humans to wear! We only got
a breastplate, an axe and a helm. It will have to do. I hear our livestock screaming as they get ripped
open by the minotaur.
25th Hematite 119I told Nil of his mission and he requested that another dwarf join him. I ordered Nish Semorastesh to take
up arms and fight beside Nil. Nish has no useful skills and the education of a peanut, so he will be
the bait and Nil will chop the bull's head off while it's busy tearing apart Nish.
The blacksmith finally finished crafting additional armor and weaponry and they were given to
the two warriors.
The drawbridge was lowered and the Lanterns of Shielding hunt for
their first kill... or their glorious painful death. We can only wait for their return. The future of this
fortress will depend on the manner of their return.
4th Malachite 119This might be the most beautiful day in my life! We had completely given up hope of surviving any longer.
We thought the minotaur had slaughtered them both. But no! In the early hours of the morning, Nil AND Nish
shouted at the front drawbridge, each holding one big bloody horn. I sent out a scouting party to look for any bodies.
The headcount after the lockdown was not complete. We shall wait and see who will return to the earth
and meet Armok.
5th Malachite 119The tale of the 'Lantern and the Minotaur' has spread like wildfire in the mead halls. What happened was that
the two warriors spotted the minotaur chasing after llamas and after a cheese maker. Apparently the cheese-
maker was caught outside during the attack and was chased down the entire jungle before passing out.
The weird part is that the minotaur itself passed out after a few minutes of punching the cheeser's head.
But the weirdest part is that Nish Semorastesh himself took the killing blow. Not even the killing blow,
but the entire kill. Apparently Nil was sleeping. Nish! Mr. Peanut-dwarf himself. The guy would fail if
you told him to bring a piece of rock to the stockpile!
This is very weird and most likely made up to make
the story seem more interesting. Anyway: the minotaur is dead and Carnagecrafts has secured its survival
for another day. Huray!
6th Malachite 119UltraMagnus was inspired by this event and has a great idea to build something. I wonder what he will make!
In more saddening news: one more body was found in the jungle. But nobody recognizes that body. Could it be
a lone migrant that arrived at a bad time? It wouldn't be the first time that happened...
A fish cleaner is still missing. It was inevitable.
8th Malachite 119UltraMagnus has finished chipping away at the stone and built a magnificent dacite weapon rack! A proud
trophy to add to the nearly finished barracks! Truly an inspiration for many generations of warriors
to come.
It... looks great though.
9th Malachite 119Seems like the new mayor isn't satisfied with his room. I put the weapon rack in his room and he seems okay now. Bastard.
20th Malachite 119Nothing much happened the last couple of weeks. The new baron forbid us from exporting figurines and the mayor for crossbows for the time
being. As if I'll listen to that when our caravan from the Mountainhome comes.
I decide to take a look at two statues that have been built. Not particularly high quality, but inspiring
nonetheless.
1st Limestone 119It's now autumn. We survived attacks from werebeasts and minotaur bulls and weapon and armour production is
finally kicking off. However we still have the issue of clothing. My wardrobe is filled with clothes, and that's
nice, but they are all worn and some even have holes in them. I notice it on other dwarves too.
Our clothes are falling off. And winter is coming.
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