After our population nearly doubled, life in Boarpaints has become much more lively. Spirits are high, and even the bloodthirsty unicorns don't seem quite such a threat as they once did. In fact, a hunter from the recent migrant wave even slayed two single handedly!
This is cause for celebration!
This was definitely the most intense party I've ever been to. In fact, El Rey partied so hard she stopped gibbering and keeled over dead.
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The turn of the seasons brought troublesome news: the one horned menace claimed the life of a new carpenter.
Curse them! There was also some strange noises from near the river, but I'm sure it's nothi--
Well gosh, that was a bit of a surprise. I was only a few tiles away and was briefly knocked unconscious by the blast. Thankfully, no one was hurt, but I shall have to be a little more careful in future; all of the farms were destroyed, along with most of our seeds. We should still have enough plump helmet spawn to see us through, I think.
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The human caravan arrived -- right in the middle of a swarm of unicorns!
Though spared by the horned horses from hell, an either very brave or very stupid kobold attempted to rob the caravan just as it neared the gates. It ended fairly predictably for him.
A second, however, leapt from near the bridge and managed to knock the wheel off the second wagon in line. It collapsed into a heap of wood and trade goods.
Without even having started trading, the entire caravan upped and left. I muttered a curse to myself as I watched all the wagons and donkeys loaded with exotic booze trundling away over the horizon. Enough mercy. The kobolds will pay for this, mark my words.
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While I was busy working out by trial and error what each of the unmarked levers in the fortress did (and coming rather close to causing another accidental lava flood -- haha, whoops!) a possessed gem cutter lost his mind.
He had been clamouring for rough gems -- of which we had several, but apparently none would do. It could be to do with his personal preference for emeralds (of which I could find none), or it could just be the fickle nature of the spirits. I suppose now we shall never know.
Meanwhile, TheImmortalRyuken II was accosted by no fewer than four batmen, but successfully escaped with no more than a slight shoulder injury.
They later met a grisly end in a line of stone-fall traps. Such is life.
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Towards late summer, a certain engineering project finally reached completion: a sleek, shiny steel bridge arcing across the magma flow to the dark rock wall on the other side, opening the way to the glorious unknown beyond.
What lies deeper -- thick veins of precious ore? Walls of glittering gems? Or even the heavenly blue metal of legends?
Oh. Is that it? Well, that's a little disappointing.
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(OOC) To be honest, I really know very little about HFS in the early versions. How screwed are we, exactly?
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