Can I get gobbod ?
Give me the weakest goblin of all, and make me the book-keeper please.
Make me read / manage / do intellectual stuff. Don't make me fight. I don't like physical stuff
I shall be named Spriggy - the smartest gobbo
You shall be gobbo'd at the first possible oppurtunity, sirrah!
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Thief! Protect the hoar... the hoa... okay, protect the garbage. Meh. Doesn't have the same ring to it.
The entire fortress turns out to kill the interloper. Our garbage shall not be disturbed!
A swordsgoblin catches up...
...and splits the vermin's skull open. That settles that.
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Yay, the garbage collectors are here!
I'll sell them more garbage, I guess.
I'm getting a pretty steady trickle of iron from this. Very nice.
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I am suddenly reminded that the caverns are open.
The weaver insists on using only her fists to defend herself, and loses an eye for it.
I tell her to
use her sword for cryin' out loudand she soon resolves the situation via judicious application of blade-to-the-lungs. The trolls will eat well this month!
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The landscape is looking depressingly unravaged, and my minions need work. I give them an archery tower to build.
I'm thinking I'll just scatter a bunch of these things about the map at random, all different shapes and sizes. Throw a few trenches in there, and it oughta look pretty gobbish!
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A strange and noble figure approaches.
He seeks out the expedition leader, and requests residency.
Intrigued by his name and garb, I accept... I want to know more about this strange character.
Now this "Inale" has joined us, I can take a look at his life story. It would seem he's a former prisoner of war who's since risen somewhat in life. He has five kills to his name-- probably murders.
I like the cut of this elf's jib! His personality is a wee bit on the weak side, but perhaps we can someday make a warrior of him nonetheless. In the meantime, he plays his songs with us.
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Ber strikes again.
Hunting in the caverns seems to me a spectacularly bad idea. Ber disagrees. He's... totally gonna get himself killed down here sooner or later, but at least he's keeping the trolls well-fed.
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Ber is a monster.
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The war trolls stumble on some unexpected guests.
Trolls do not like the unexpected.
More langurs approach. It's an invasion!
I order my minions to rectify the situation.
They do so with enthusiasm.
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A troll lurches its way towards the hospital, nursing a gash on its hand.
The injury is not serious, and it demonstrates that trolls will accept medical care. I am pleased.
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The archery tower stands tall and proud.
Lonesome Tileset handles fortifications in a lovely, soft sort of way. I don't often play around with crossbows, so this is the first time I've gotten to see that in Fortress mode. I'm very happy about it.
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It's been a slow sort of year, but I'm content with how it's gone. I'm fast learning the ropes of Gobbo Fortress, and I feel I'm now ready for whatever this world sees fit to throw at me!
...I just hope we survive.