Journal of Red Fortune, 5th of Hematite, 38: Imbeciles
Blast them! Those idiots! I don't think I can stand much more of this, my petition is sent, and the brass say it could take a YEAR or more to get me out of this hellhole!
We're basically running out of food, and those idiots don't even seem to notice it, so I'm taking it in my hands to gather some plants and fish...
I'm not very good at it, and the others kept on making looks like "Where's
she going?" while they "take a break" from the work they don't do.
I arranged a meeting at the newly made Depot which I proudly designed...
The minutes
I took, seeming as I was the only one who really cared about the meeting:
Noon: Entered the depot room.
15 mins past 12: Finally everyone arrives.
12:20: Everyone is settled
12:21: Meeting started, Darth wishes the first say.
12:22: Darth explains a great "plan" to "avert the darkness to come"
He wishes to make a large upside down obelisk to drop on any goblin group that arrives.
12:24: Everyone vetoes the idea when asked. Varkarrus has a suggestion:
His suggestion is to build ballistas aiming down the main hallway as a defense
Everyone except I love the idea.
12:30: Everyone is going off topic, apparently everyone except I, Varkarrus, and Jacke worship Osod, the god of suicide, I am horrified (I worship Inod, the god of boundaries)
12:40: I call to dismiss the meeting, and leave when they say no.
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Well wasn't that eventful, we have to build ballistas sooner or later, though I think it's a rather stupid idea seeming as NOBODY knows the first thing about siege mechanics.
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I'm further ahead than this, don't worry.
There is a bit of trouble with food, seeming as SOMEONE decided to bring only 15 or so fish and some plump helmets
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