In the same region1 as the deceased dwarf Feb, who no longer resides in the mountain halls (or so we imagine), I rolled fortress dweller Mafol Claspedgrips the Good with similar aims. In that nice time travel twist, where different world lines overlap, somehow Mafol had read The Subterraneans and Desolation Angels, so he sought to mostly avoid the surface world. The undetected life! He wanted to float just underneath and for a while he did.
At the moment of Mafol's appearance in Enteredpost, there was an ongoing rodent (wo)men invasion in the fortress warehouse. Mafol discovered they were finding their way in through the dwarven superhighway which was clogged with cats (
Chairman Meow and
Dottie among them) who used their overpowered head bump skills to shift everyone around one tile.
After roaming here and there, hunting draltha and olm, I checked Mafol to see if he had become a wrestler as his skill had now grown from novice to adequate after all the
Zágod Rifot (Grip Block)-ing he had been doing.
Apparently he had become this fortress' broker instead. I checked legends to have a look at the dwarves living in Enteredpost killed by rodent people. Only one of them had a title of nobility. There was also news of an insurrection. One wonders how this was passed down.
Later at the
dwarven superhighway's entrance to the spiral ramp, because of interrupted sleep, Mafol put down the rodent (wo)men invasion. If they hadn't come at night, they could have kept raiding. A funny thing was the cat head bumping served to aid an unknown viewer's amusement as both rodents and dwarf were shifted about. The rodent people were easy work, but herding cats required a late night trip to the tavern. Each cat had a different destination and Mafol wasn't sure if he was being claimed by any of them. Mafol headed to the surface for that drink. Aside from a few dwarves, the trade depot was mostly empty of goods. Mafol was glad he hadn't dumped the draltha meat there before. One suspects either the invasion or the insurrection zapped the depot (no great loss as it was populated with silver edged weapons before).
At the depot, while dropping 5 draltha meat in various places, it became clear Mafol had become mixed up in too much of this. A dwarf who thinks poorly of commerce and disdains the law as a broker. Ah, how the world picks you, rather than the other way around. And still you'll be held to account.
Many of the newer male dwarf soldiers lack facial hair, so they're outsiders and clearly part of the insurrection. The other bearded soldiers don't seem to care one way or another. There doesn't seem to be a good way of relieving Mafol
of being broker other than leaving Enteredpost and taking up residence at another fortress. Mafol knows
Uzol Laborhoist was just trying to hook up old friends, but this was unexpected to say the least.