'Arright, we need a new Overseer. Our previous Overseer, a fellow who went by the name of Disc, has become severely depressed at life after his work here.'
'Anyone?'
'Listen lads, this is serious, this place is a shithole, but it's going to be much worse than that if wedon't get a new Overseer in!'
'ANYONE?!'
'Uh... Uh... Imic!'
'Hmm?'
'You! You're the new Overseer. I'm not givin' ye a choice, if ye don't, no-one else in this Clusterfuck will take the job, and we'll all die. There are a Million things out there that want to kill us, and if we go without a functional government for too long, we won't survive.'
'Fine.'
Journal of Imic Óravus, Miner, Overseer of Amusedhames, Master of the forge
This place is a fucking horrendous mess. We're livin' in the shittiest conditions imaginable, we're not given chances to practice craft, only left to rot in this dirty, shallow built cavern of a fortress. Not an inch of wall is smoothed for most of it, and... Armok help us all, I'll drive m'self mad if I try and list everything wrong. Something must be done, and I intend to do something. I'm going to need to see the blueprints and maps of this place first.
These are the Bedrooms. They're not bad, but they're awfy small for a place o' this size, an' ye know why?
'Cause
this 's where everyone else is sleepin'!
I don' even know what this place's for, I might be missing some old reports, but it seems as though th' place 's jus' ben' lef' there.
This is the place in which we live and work. I can barely find my way around this fucking place! it's scandalous!
Bloody 'ell...
At least ther's a Clothing industry goin', or we'd all a' been fucked a long, long time ago. I presume the Green glass stuff is to trade with, 'cause I can see nowhere where puttin' traps'd help at this point. I need to find the lever fer the gate, I'm not lettin' anyone out. We stay inside fr'm now on. I'm going to start diggin' deeper, buildin' a City underground where we can move into from the shithole that this place is. Haulin' rubbish is no longer important, anyone who needs a job, grab a Pickaxe! We dig! We forge a new life for ourselves, I cannot bear for this one any more.
[OoC]Honest to God, This place is one of the biggest messes I have ever seen. I can see !!FUN!! on the horizon.[/OoC]