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Re: [Community] Nomekast - At War with Nothing
« Reply #855 on: October 28, 2012, 02:55:00 pm »

Xenir - You can check the timeline linked in the OP for a sort of rundown of major events, if you want a quick check. Also you have to remember that the ages on the profiles are dwarven-ages, not the actual story-ages, so your character is 80 ingame (which still gives him about 70 years before hitting the max age) but in the actual story he's whatever you want him to be.

TheFlame52 - Not quite sure what you mean by 'strong' Nothing. There's the bog-standard Nothing and the Flying Nothing, I've added both into the OP if you want them.



2nd Moonstone 678 - Morning

The temple stood silent with the only noise being those of other early-risers moving past it as Stronghammer Fireforge made his way up to the front, passing through the two golden pillars that flanked the entrance. He made his way to the doors. They were locked, of course at this early hour. The 'divinely-inspired' artefact figurines of Slyshaken the Noble Disembowelment and The Guilds of Glitter were kept inside, safely locked away except when Kadzar or Ibruk were leading the congregation in prayer. He knelt down before the doors, bowing down so that he touched the earth - or the temple floor in this case - in the traditional Dwarven method of prayer. He started with the traditional prayer to Armok the Allfather, then to Id the Stonefather and then down the pantheon with a brief prayer to each god and goddess, and a longer one for Mosus Pagedshield the Rough Hame, the patron goddess of his family and work due to her association with wealth, crafts, metals and minerals.

"Brother Fireforge," came a voice behind him.

Stronghammer rose and turned round to see Kadzar, the temple priest. "Good morning Kadzar."

"We don't often see you here, it's always nice to know that our Mayor isn't too proud to ask for divine guidance, if you don't mind my saying." The priest moved past the industrialist, taking out a heavy key and unlocking the doors to the temple inside. Once the stone doors were pulled open Kadzar bowed his head, falling to his knees and uttering a short prayer before turning back round to Stronghammer. "Will you be staying for Morning Prayer?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I...fear I don't have the time," Stronghammer replied truthfully. He was always organising something or drawing out the plans for something nowadays. If the industrialist wasn't so used to being a captain of industry he might have been stressed out by the work, much like Derm whose desk was still buried under paperwork which was only growing as the Sheriff lost the will to fill in the countless sheets.

"Oh but you must!" Kadzar lit one of the candles on the altar, murmuring a short prayer before turning back to the Mayor. "Master Ibruk will be directing the sermon, taken from the Book of Mafol and Saint Tulon's writings on it."

Stronghammer hesitated a few seconds as he processed this. The Book of Mafol - recounting the sermons of Saint Mafol on the goddess Mosus Pagedshield the Rough Hame and her fight against the King of Hell and his demons - was amongst his favourite set of sermons, having been the origin of such great proverbs as 'Industry is a holy craft'. But did he really have the time? He needed to get the latest stocks from Bounce, meet with Shin over the new dining area, check up on the mining excavations, temple construction and forgework and meet with Brosso and Reg to call an Alliance for Dwarven Survival meeting. He also wanted to consult with Derm, Bounce and maybe Ibruk on throwing a festival of sorts, something to help keep people in good spirit and celebrate how well things were moving along recently. His and Kadzar's thoughts were interrupted by the thud of heavy boots on the stone.

Stronghammer turned round and was almost knocked over by Helf who pushed past him in silence. "Helf? What in Id's beard are-" the Mayor started before stopping as Helf just continued on his way. That was when he felt the wind that seemed to be following the Dwarf, a light breeze certainly, but any breeze of any strength didn't belong underground.

Xenir soon followed up, looking quite confused. "Did Helf pass through here?" he asked. Kadzar nodded, pointing out towards the workshops. "Oh right. I don't know what got into him, I was just asking him a few things when a breeze started and he turned round and practically ran off."

Kadzar and Stronghammer shared a look. "Do you think it's..." Kadzar began, trailing off.

Stronghammer nodded. "Seems like it, it's been a while since we had one."



Seconds later a rather irritated-looking Bounce came up, her mouth a thin line. "Mayor Fireforge, if you have a second, I'd like to talk about these ghosts," she said, drumming her fingers on the clipboard she held. The fort currently held three ghosts, a hammerdwarf named Mosus Ingtakcatten, a miner named Datan Zarolon, and a macedwarf named Ablel Cattenakum, all three seemed incapable of moving on from the physical world, and all three were nuisances, especially considering how Mosus and Datan enjoyed hanging around the meeting hall prophesying everyone's violent deaths.

Stronghammer sighed. "There's nothing we can do," he said resignedly.

"Well Ablel - at least, I suspect it's him - has stolen a whole stack of bolts."



Stronghammer gave another sigh, more irritated this time. The loss of the bolt wasn't an irreparable problem but it wasn't something that could be allowed to happen. He pinched the bridge of his noise, feeling rather tired all of a sudden. Work, work never ended.



10th Moonstone 678 - Morning

It was Fori who noticed it when she went up to the lighthouse to get some fresh air. She told Derm, who convened Stronghammer, who convened the unofficial 'leadership' of Nomekast, and soon Derm, Stronghammer, Fori, Ibruk, Reg, Tarran, Muenster, Meinhard and Bax were seated around the table in Stronghammer's mayor quarters.

"So," Derm began, "the flying Nothing have all disappeared for the time being, and all that's left is are several groups of ground Nothing. These groups are pretty separated across the valley, easy fodder."

"Zo ve are goink to attack, ja?" Meinhard asked, leaning on the table with one large elbow, "De Nothink are veak on de ground."

"We aren't ready yet, we still need more armour and weapons!" Reg protested.

"How is the smelting going, Stronghammer?" Fori asked, looking over to the industrialist.

Stronghammer gave a small shrug. "We're out of ores to smelt, so new mining excavations will be needed. Apart from that we continue to smelt weapons and bolts especially."

"This doesn't necessarily have to be the all-out war you all seem to have been planning," Bax interrupted, the Goblin stretching out, "we can just go out, slaughter them, and return. A quick raid-and-run, as it were."

"That may be how you do things in Gobboland-" Reg interjected, frowning.

"No, you are not going to start arguing." Derm said firmly, looking over at the offending pair.

"The question we need to ask ourselves is; is this too good to be true? What are the chances of the flying Nothing just leaving. Almost seems like a trap to me." Tarran said, drumming his fingers on the stone table.

Reg gave a heavy nod at this. "It does seem too lucky. The flying Nothing leave, just like that, out of nowhere?"

"The gods would not allow lasting harm to come to the faithful Pilgrims who answered their calls to come here," Ibruk said quietly. "The question is; can we risk not attacking? What if more Pilgrims arrive?"

"I can't believe this but I agree with the beard-and-the-sermons there." Bax said.

"Since when do you particularly care about other refugees? You're just itching for a fight." Reg spat.

"Who, me? Why I'm the very soul of compassion." Bax replied, feigning the most innocent look a Goblin could.

"Stop it you two!" Derm said again, striking one fist on the table. "Let's just take a simple vote then see what the rest of the militia thinks."

"Shouldn't it be Stronghammer who technically decides as Mayor what we do?" Muenster asked, raising an eyebrow.

Stronghammer nodded. "You're technically right, but I'm not going to ask people to fight on my behalf when there's no need, let's just vote and see."

This was done without much more ado, and a further pitch to the militia saw a decision to strike at the Nothing while the flyers were away. Few people enjoyed putting themselves in danger, but the hordes of Nothing had destroyed the lives of most of those in Nomekast, and the idea of revenge were deeper than those of safety, and so as the day moved towards noon, the militia geared up with their new armour and weaponry, ready to take the fight to the Nothing for once.
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« Reply #856 on: October 28, 2012, 11:12:31 pm »

(Great read)

Journal: It would seem that the vote to attack has passed. The militia, is gathering to launch a quick attack with the hopes of opening the way for any potential "pilgrims". I cant shake the feeling that this is a trap, but alas they still wish to march. I will have to be satisfied with the knowledge that I have equipped them the best I could. I go now to summon my Iron Guard to hold the entrance against any ambushes. The way must stay open for our warriors. I think that i our battle goes well, I will have a monument erected in town for their bravery and valor. A simple one of course, the forges must not rest.   
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« Reply #857 on: October 30, 2012, 01:55:21 pm »

Epic.

Also, I meant the Nothings that were shaped like beings, like the goblin and human Nothings.

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« Reply #858 on: October 31, 2012, 12:57:21 am »

Oh yeah, this is back baby!

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Mind of Juggernaut:
Petty squabbling fills this hole, each race arguing and debating and slighting each other when the other does not look.
Cowards. Weaklings.

The forges run hot, great weapons of war are created, and the weak become strong.
A few cowards have begun the construction of various temples to the Gods. I know Lord Armok only cares for the blood shed in his name, but the construction of such as place, following a great victory over such terrible beasts...I shall go to the forges and rend iron into art, using the blood of the Mountain. I shall carve a great axe to be hung in the halls of the temples, so Armok may know my thanks, and all those that go to those places may know that this is a place of blood and violence, we're all must know how to handle a blade.

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Idiocy, that is what this is.
Ugo's labs have been closed, the study locked away till the reconstruction of the holdings for the Nothings.

Aye, StrongHammer may have had good reason for his actions, with the Laboratory placed so close to the Heart of our hold, but he must understand the importance of knowing our foe. I shall go to Ugo, and offer my condolences over the loss of his work and lend my support to the rebuilding and guarding of those labs. In the study of those foul beasts, we must know how every weapon affects their thick hides.
Hmmm....
Perhaps I can speak to StrongHammer about the reconstruction. He may not want it being rebuilt so soon, but if I offer my services as a guard for the Laboratory, he may yet be persuaded.

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So the great flying nothing have fled.
Now is the moment.
Now is the Time.
While the Anvil is hot, we must strike, to forge a great fortress.

Let us take back the surface, increase the height and size of our watch tower, so that we may have great weapons to throw down on the Nothing. When those great flying Nothings return, we can shoot them out of the sky, and allow ourselves a means of safe guarding those who flee to our warm embrace.
But I know there will be those that disagree with this plan, so I shall go the council of Species, and present my plan. It shall be a gradual plan, patiently folding metal and sharping the blade, so that we may have a great force when the time comes to build. I must find those with the skill I need, before I present this plan, architects and warrior who can be trusted to hold the information I seek.

Fori is an Elf of great repute, and has done battle with the Nothing. She also spends much of her time within that tower, watching over the trees and the earth.
She must know the landscape like the back of her palm... I shall ask for her knowledge on where the Nothing group and where they could swarm when construction of the watchtower begins.

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Ghosts.
Armok damned Ghosts.

If I find them trying to steal my equipment one more time, spirits be dammed I'll find a way to choke those bastards!

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Wooo, Its back!
Now we've just got to see if it'll actually last again....
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« Reply #859 on: November 10, 2012, 01:16:54 am »

From the log of Fori

   By the spirits, it has been too long since I've had a chance to write. It feels like it's been months. Things have been so busy as of late. There's always something that needs doing, and my duties never leave me much rest.

   Ugo's lab was torn down, and the place was burned out. Stronghammer wanted every last trace of that heart's vile blood purged in flame. I can't say I blame him. We were dealing with something far beyond us. While I do agree we need to understand what we are dealing with, we can't afford to take risks. That heart could have done something much worse. My thoughts return to the close call I had with the poison of another forgotten beast, and how it struck my body with weakness for months. Either way, when the lab is reopened, I'll be glad for the additional security. Either way, the goblin scholar has a new assistant now. A human named Grau, who has some interest in the arts of medicine.

   Despite the closing of the lab, though, there is much for me to do. I've been overseeing the construction of several watchtowers, both on the surface and in the cave. Pretty standard elvish defensive technique, except that instead of platforms in trees, they're made with the dwarves' stout masonry work. Not to mention manned with crossbowdwarves rather than elvish archers. Once finished, our soldiers will be able to fire with impunity on the nothing, either on the ground or in the air. I also lent stronghammer a hand with the new defenses elsewhere, including the bastilla. My study of Torvold's work continues, and bit by bit, I am understanding the dwarvish mechanisms more and more.

   The ring of hammers is a constant certainty now deep in the forges of Nomekast. Weapons and armor are being forged in great numbers, and large stacks of crossbow bolts are forming. All the ore we could find has been smelted into bars, and new mines are being dug. The food stockpiles are growing, and a fresh batch has been sown for the next season's harvest. The whole fortress is getting ready for the storm. But this time, we're bringing the thunder, for Nomekast is going to war. The next blow struck will be ours.

   Even now I'm giving my sword and armor a last cleaning and checkup before I don it to join the militia again. An opportunity has come to deal a blow to their numbers. The flying defilers have vanished for some odd reason, leaving the ground dwelling defilers vulnerable. I'm joining the militia heading out, I have a good deal of experience with a blade after all, and experience fighting the nothing. I also know the lay of the land, recently the Juggernaut came to me to talk about good points in the terrain to strike from. If the spirits are with us, it should be a quick, decisive strike.

   Looking back over the years, and over my older entries, it's a marvel how far I've come. I was a timid, weak elf then, terrified of the defilers. But now, I hold a sword with confidence and grace. I'm stronger than any elf I knew back in my retreat in the forest, bearing might earned from hard work, hauling stone, and combat. These caves were once so alien to me, but now I find the forests and wilderness of the caverns are beautiful in their own right. And I know of the arts and sciences of machinery and mechanisms, something I would never have dreamed of if the defilers had not come. Even if the defilers all vanished tomorrow, and I could return safely to the great elven retreats, I think I would choose to stay at Nomekast. Years ago, such would shock me. Now, Nomekast is home, among the dwarves. Perhaps the naysayers are right, that I am more dwarf than elf now. But it matters not, my duty is clear. I will do all I can to defend my home, and the forests here, and to help both of them to prosper. And if I must cut down the defilers, I welcome it. I will be vengeance for the lives they have taken, for the great forests they have destroyed. As the spirits in my dream said, I will be the stout oak, standing tall in defiance of the storm.

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« Reply #860 on: November 11, 2012, 01:45:22 pm »

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Despite the assurances that my laboratory will be recommissioned, I cannot help but be discontent. I don't mind additional security. I was the one who asked for security before I ever started my work. I believe my problem stems from the other restrictions being applied. The location of the lab causes worry to the Mayor and that causes him to deny certain requests. How, for example, are we to determine how those beasts took to the skies if I am unable to examine them? And I do admit that the heart of that beast could have caused us more trouble than it did. Still, incinerating it after the fact still seems excessive and pointless.

Never the less, I do believe now that I must construct another laboratory, a hidden laboratory. I will locate it in the third layer of the caverns so that it will not be too near our fort. It will have 2 entrances: one shaft the will lead to a concealed door in the living space I will carve out on the home level, and one door to the caves on the same level. This second door will serve as the primary way to bring specimens in. The laboratory will have at least as many chambers as the old one, but more fortified and secure. The main door will lead into the specimen storage room which will have many cage traps in case of...Incidents. The will be many traps, cage and otherwise, throughout the lab complex. Traps that I will craft and place myself, possibly with Fori's assistance should she be willing to give it. I will ask the Jagers if they will be willing to provide either security or specimen acquisition services. Possibly more on this later.

The primary purpose of this plan is not to bypass our dear Mayor, I see it as more of a compromise. Any experiment he deems too risky for the primary lab shall be instead conducted in this secondary one. Hmm, now that I think of it I believe that I shall ask the Mayor once again if we can see about capturing one or more of the fliers. With their temporary disappearance, we should be able the put cage traps up on the tower, if nowhere else.
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« Reply #861 on: November 11, 2012, 09:37:33 pm »

TheFlame52 - Oh, those are much simpler, just add FOUR_TENTACLES to the BODY section in the raws.


10th Moonstone 678 - Morning

The plan was decided very quickly soon after the vote in favour and in a half-hour the militia had strapped on their armour and prepared their weapons. The Iron Guard would remain behind and protect the entrance, with the ballistas manned by Bayar and Urist serving as extra protection, while the rest of the militia would move out and eliminate the groups of Nothing. The drawbridge out was soon lowered and the militia moved out as one.


The bright glare of the morning sun briefly blinded them all, even the Elves and Humans as they moved out of the dark underground and a wall of fresh air slammed into them as strong winds blew through the valley. Once they had adjusted to the light and the cave adaptation symptoms subsided Derm turned round to face them all, taking charge as Sheriff.

"Ok, now we don't want to taken any unnecessary risks," he said, "and that," he paused to glare at Juggernaut, "means no jumping straight at the enemy. We hit them from afar until they get closer, then we melee."

Juggernaut scoffed but said nothing, gripping his axe tighter while the rest of the group nodded. The outer drawbridge lowered itself slowly and the militia and volunteers moved forward while the Iron Guard consisting of Ahra and four Dwarves remained back.

The first group of Nothing lay right opposite the drawbridge, almost idly moving down the valley slopes. Once the militia left the confines of the fort though dozens of red eyes fixed themselves on them and the Nothing began to move down. From the sides too came a larger swarm, moving slowly towards the militia and the open drawbridge.

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"Which group do we go after?" Reno Monty asked, the Human raising his crossbow and aiming towards a Nothing ahead.

"Might be best to stand our ground, if we go after one group we leave the way open for them to swarm into the fort." John Lock replied, raising an eyebrow towards Derm.

Besides him, Melagius scoffed, the Dwarf swiping his sword through the air. "That's what the Iron Guard is there for. And at any rate, we'll have sweeped up that group there before the other group can even get close to the drawbridge."

"We won't have if everyone insists on standing around talking." Kuro remarked, drumming his fingers impatiently on the blade of his sword.

"The group there by the river is closer, if we attack them we'll still be close enough to block the other swarm if they try to cross." Kadzar said.

Derm nodded. "That's what we'll do. Markdwa- uh, markspeople! Line up ahead and shoot at will!"

Rovod, Doc. Steve, Reno, BranRh, Jessica and Rar moved ahead, crossbows aimed and ready and as the Nothing moved in they fired a volley.

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"They're getting pretty close now, you might wanna move in and help maybe?" Jessica remarked, sending a bolt flying into a Nothing. Behind her, a cry to Armok rang out as Juggernaut leapt forward, swinging his axe, soon followed by Hammer of the Gods, likewise crying war chants to the gods, and then finally the rest of the militia. The militia and Nothing met as two opposing armies. The militia, charging through, swept into the centre of the Nothing, axes, swords and hammers swinging while behind them the markspeople continued to send bolt after bolt flying into the Nothing.

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The pushed the Nothing back up the valley slope, towards the bridge over the river. A well-placed hammerstrike from Hammer of the Gods sent one Nothing tumbling into the river, another from Rashem sent a second down into the river where they sank to the bottom and weren't seen. Derm found himself struggling against five Nothing and despite his best efforts he soon had two broken fingers, several bruises and a torn ear for his troubles.

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This turned out to be a bad thing as a furious Fori cut two Nothing down, twirling like a dancer in an exotic play, her sword sweeping through the air.

Xenir meanwhile found himself surrounded by several Nothing and soon, tired and over-exerted he lunged too far, and a tentacle caught him straight in the throat. Winded he fell back, only for more tentacles to strike him and soon he was swarmed, one of the dark tendrils suffocating him while the other tore at his armour. Kadzar saw him on the ground and tried to move in, but with his spear jammed in a Nothing he was powerless to help and soon the thrashing Xenir stopped moving.

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Kadzar was soon joined by Bax and Kuro and together the three cut down the Nothing around Xenir. Doc. Steve, seeing from afar Xenir's prone body, rushed up, hands already opening the first-aid kit he kept strapped to his belt. He checked Xenir's pulse then with a mournful expression shrugged at Kadzar, Bax and Kuro. The scene was interrupted by more Nothing as the swarm concentrated itself in a ring around the militia. The battle dragged on as the militia fought Nothing after Nothing until eventually the field was clear, with just Nothing tentacles littering the ground, soon to dissipate into the black substances that formed the creatures.

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"Xenir..." Fori began, moving to the Human's corpse.

"No time vor dat!" Meinhard yelled, pointing off to the second group of Nothing that was still advancing down the valley slopes towards Nomekast.

"We can't just leave his body here-"

"Ve'll get it later! Now ve fight!"

The second group of Nothing was much smaller and more spread out than the first, however with everyone already tired from the first fight more mistakes were to be made and soon Rar and Kuro soon sported broken fingers. Hammer of the Gods meanwhile, all while chanting battlecries to the gods had taken it upon herself to sweep clean an entire group of Nothing by herself. This did not turn out to be a good idea as the dozen or so Nothing swarmed the zealous Goblin. Despite her best efforts, batting one away into another with a strong hammerblow she was soon overwhelmed and with a last gasping cry to Id and Armok, she fell.

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Eventually the Nothing was beaten, their bodies melting into the wispy black substance they were made off and dissipating into the air.

Surveying the scene, Tarran swore. "They shouldn't be this hard to beat, once upon a time we could beat ten each with a training sword" he said, sending Derm a look.

The Sheriff nodded, nursing his broken fingers. "They're getting stronger," he replied. And there was silence for a few seconds as everyone took this in.

"But how? And why now? And how are we supposed to beat them?! We've just lost two people to two fairly average-sized swarms!" Sandra asked, one hand covering a nasty bruise on her face.

"I don't know, but I don't like this one bit. We should get back. Obviously we're not nearly ready enough for this." Muenster said.

Fori nodded. "This has the hallmarks of a trap or an ambush. We've already lost two people, let's recover their bodies and get back."

"We need a...proper military, or at least a better organisation." Rovod said, loading a bolt into his crossbow.

"Yeah but- wait, what in Id's beard is that?"

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Four spear-wielding figures, Goblin-shaped and pulsing with the same substance of Nothings, along with a large burly Human decorated with bones and carrying a flail moved into sight as they came down the valley.

"It was an ambush!" Bax hissed, pulling his dagger out at the ready.

Having got close to them by hiding in the foliage, the ambush smashed into the tired militia and a third battle broke out. Melagius was the first to engage them, the Human swinging his flail at the Dwarf but missing as Melagius jumped back and counterattacked. For his trouble one of the infected Goblins stabbed the spear into his arm, severing a motor nerve.

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Despite this, the rest of the Goblins and the Human were soon slain, the black substance melting away to reveal the Goblins below. There was no respite however as a second group appeared, this time crossbowgoblins led by an axeman.

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With one wordless cry the militia charged them, rushing up the valley slope like a barbarian horde. The crossbowgoblins aimed their shots and fired.

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With a cry of rage for his fallen friend Tarran collided into the Human axeman and began a fierce onslaught, hacking at the axeman.

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With a fury unmatched, the rest of the ambushers were soon dispatched. And as they did so the sound of a bell rung out across the valley. The bell they had had installed in the fort as a warning system. There was no verbal acknowledgement, the militia were working simply on autopilot now and as one they charged to the fort.

It was the Ahra of the Iron Guard who had spotted them while scouting out to ensure no Nothing were approaching; two more squads of infected Goblins, bowgoblins and hammergoblins led by another axeman and a crossbowman. By the time the militia arrived the hammer squad were about to cross the river while the archers lay behind the wall that protected the fort from behind.

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They silently joined up with the Iron Guard who were guarding the drawbridge; from the blood caking their armour and weapons the Iron Guard knew better than to ask questions and why three of them were missing.

It was Reno who reached the infected Goblins first, and he received an arrow in the torso for his troubles.

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He tried to move back only to be faced with the Human axeman, who hefted a large great axe. As the rest of the militia engaged with the hammergoblins and bowgoblins Reno dueled the axeman. Tired and wounded he would have died there, if it hadn't been for his helmet.

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Before the axeman could finally land a proper hit, Rashem came from behind, swinging his large war hammer.

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Furied and grieving, the militia and Iron Guard made short work of the rest of the Goblins, soaking the grass with blood.

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For a while they waited for yet another inevitable ambush or Nothing swarm, only for nothing to happen. Then at last they collapsed, breathing hard. There were few people with no injuries. Ahra had fractured a leg and had his lower body cut open. Rar had broken a hand and his ear had been torn. Meinhard had broken a finger. Reno lay unconscious, his lower and upper body cut open. Loral had had his ear torn open. Rovod and Tarran had had their upper bodies cut open and Melagius and Bax their right arms. Kadzar's leg was cut open and Derm had broke several fingers, as had Kuro. And as they prepared to haul the wounded back to Nomekast and collect the dead, more figures appeared on the horizon.

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« Reply #862 on: November 11, 2012, 11:53:41 pm »

OH FOR FUCKS SAKE.
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« Reply #863 on: November 12, 2012, 12:17:22 am »

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The loss. It was unacceptable, and horrific. Three brave fellows of our fort have fallen in the need to push against our foes. Why would they not see reason, why would they not just wait behind the walls and funnel the enemy. Because of their need to fight against the Nothing we have lost three more friends. This is unacceptable, next time a vote will not be taken. We are not ready for war, we need stronger weapons and armour and better trained troops. We seem to have opened the way for more refugees, so there is a bright point to this scenario. Hopefully we will get more productive members to our society. We must prepare for the coming storm of stronger Nothing and build more defenses. As much as I don't wont to I will have to give a complete open pass to the Ugo as the Nothing suddenly getting stronger is puzzling. I will gather the community for some rousing words (if there are any left in me), and have a memorial or remembrance hall commissioned for all those who have fallen. I go now journal in my grief for loss and my anger at those who pushed for war, to do my work.
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Re: [Community] Nomekast - At War with Nothing
« Reply #864 on: November 12, 2012, 07:04:11 am »

WOOOO BITCHES, CAN'T STOP THE MOTHERFUCKING JUGGERNAUT!
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« Reply #865 on: November 13, 2012, 07:13:18 am »

Curious, would I happen to be on the list to become a refugee?  Could of sworn I requested such awhile ago, then again it may just be my shoddy memory
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« Reply #866 on: November 19, 2012, 02:51:51 pm »

Just curious, what program do you use to give the characters the proper stats?

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« Reply #867 on: November 21, 2012, 08:07:08 pm »

My god, this is actually alive!
I had long ago given up hope.
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« Reply #868 on: November 22, 2012, 02:15:01 pm »

Ahras Journal: May all Humans reach the mountains of their Clan, Atheista abr eld lazarih*
That said, it was glorious, and just in time, new blood approaches and without peril for once.
Who gave them the means to cut anyway? They suck at it, weapons? they are okay at it, and wrestling?
Better folk than me have been choked by the Abominations

(*Ancient Mountain woods-folk dialect, Loses a lot in translation but in the Plains Common-folks tongue
"Rest In Your Tomb/Mountain/Home/Peace/Glade" as its said among them all Old Clans of Man have one Place to whence you return until you may choose eternity, or reincarnation, Only the Lone One of Zilassahar Knows all of the old myths that he survived)
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And then the horror hits: This was just spring.
We are SOooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo fucked.
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« Reply #869 on: December 07, 2012, 03:46:42 pm »

empfan, Walton Simons, Justice, Zorrin_Drake and TheFlame52 - Your character bios are up on the first post now.

Xenir - Yep, it was quite a sad loss with all three of them; Muenster was one of the longest characters in the fort, Hammer of the Gods was one of the few pro-Ibruk characters and Xenir was just about to go help Ugo Sosleng with his lab. You can ask for another character if you want one, though you'll probably have to wait for the next immigration wave.

empfan - Yep, see above, your character is Weiss Ironscroll, if you can't remember, a Dungeon Master's apprentice.

TheFlame52 - Do you mean the correct race? If so then nothing, I just change their profession titles to 'Human/Elf/Goblin/Troll/Bogeyman/Kobold Whatever' and edit the bios in SAI after copying them. If you mean the correct stats for their skills, then nothing as well, I just let them train up.



10th Moonstone 678 - Evening

Five new refugees had made it safely to Nomekast from the four corners of the world. First was a Dwarf named Justice, a former Hammerer and now axedwarf and mason. There were also three Humans, Nathaniel Stormwind, a stone and bone craftsman and 'spirit advisor' who also carried a strange ruby sceptre (rumours were already flying that he was some kind of pious mystic and should lead the newly-built Human temple); Weiss Ironscroll, who had apprenticed under a Dungeon Master and apparently, if his dog Jack was any clue, was very good with animals, and finally William de Mont-Saevo of the line of the Barons of Mont-Saevo, whose skills lay in instrument-crafting. With the Dwarf and Humans came a third and surprising addition; Thud, a young but already-large Troll. Needless to say Thud's arrival caused an uproar from the non-Goblins who did not want a Troll in the community. It was only eventually quietened by the combined efforts of Derm, Stronghammer, Fori and Ibruk and an appeal to calm and peace in this time of mourning, coupled with Thud's child-like and apparently inoffensive nature. Not many were particularly happy, but for now, much like the Bogeyman Eldrich Stormsap before him, Thud was tolerated, on probation, as it were.

By the evening most of the community had gathered outside the temple as the bodies were brought in and laid out for all to pay their final respects. There was no sense here of having won a great victory, there was only a hollow feeling. The famous words of the Elven general Ilime Hawkspoke after her victory against the attacking Goblin legions of the Roasted Torment came to the minds of most - 'One more victory like this and we'll be watching the war from hell'. Though there had only been three casualties, that was still the loss of three skilled warriors and friends, and with most of the rest of the militia was wounded, many of them quite seriously, Nomekast was vulnerable. Reg, Doc. Steve and Kingfisher were all conspicuously absent from the gathering, too busy tending to the wounded. The psychological effects of being so badly hurt in what had seemed an easy battle would last longer than any physical ones and the finger of blame would soon be pointed in all directions.

Ibruk - as self-stated religious leader of the Dwarven majority in Nomekast - performed the death rites with the traditional prayers to the 'divine trinity of the dead' of Armok, Nekut Glowedguises and Iklist Tunnelveil the Perplexing Mirror. After the rites were performed the bodies of Xenir, Hammer of the Gods and Muenster were placed in the cemetery among their friends and fellows who had preceded them.

This done, Stronghammer took the lead, standing up on the temple platform to address the community. Clearing his throat, he began. "The loss of any one of us, be they Dwarf, Elf, Goblin, Kobold or otherwise, diminishes us all. You could not have hoped for a more loyal friend than Muenster McCheeseMaker, nor a more diligent man than Xenir nor anyone more prepared to take the fight to the Nothing than Hammer of the Gods. We've paid a heavy price for the liberation of the surface, but we've been up this particular mine-shaft without a pick before; we know that however heavy the toll we have to continue on, if not for us then for them and those that fought and died protecting us all before them; Rion Truthax, Ocade, Gutusp, Torvold, Johann Schmidt, Volrath. They knew what they were facing, there are no safe places in this world anymore, but they went anyway. Let us not let their bravery go in vain; we have control of the surface, and now is the time for us all to band together and expand so that we are better prepared and safer so that such a tragedy can't happen again. Our enemies are numerous and they will not rest until we're gone, the best we can give our fallen friends is to spite those that killed them and work together, survive, grow stronger, and fight back with all we've got."



Moonstone and Opal - 678

If the vocal response to Stronghammer's speech had been muted and quiet, the physical one was less so. The entire community was aflame with work. Shin's new dining-area, suspended over the farms, was already almost finished, just waiting to be furnished.

Spoiler: New dining-area (click to show/hide)

Helf had finished his feverish possessed work, creating Shredzealots the Strange Hollow, a crundle bone throne.


Tragedy struck once more as Mestthos Rulurdim, a one-year old Dwarven child was viciously attacked by the ghost of Datan Zarolon. The ghost was soon put to rest but not before Mestthos died of his injuries. With his death the cemetery was beginning to run out of room, and an extension had to be built.

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The Alliance for Dwarven Survival's headquarters meanwhile were progressing well under Brosso's supervision. The meeting-room was already partially furnished with fine silver tables and chairs, and the atrium's moat had been filled with magma, while four statues, one of lead, one of silver, one of gold and one of platinum, each representing one of the four central virtues of Dwarven civilisation; work, loyalty, bravery and tradition, were set up in the centre of it. Meanwhile, Felix continued to smooth out the future quarters of the Iron Guard.


But it was on the surface that the greatest work was undertaken as four towers were built in the compound. These would eventually be insulated from the outside and connected to the underground so that they could be manned without having to pass through the compound and without fear of attack by flying Nothing.


The towers already came in handy when a sudden ambush by infected crossbowgoblins arrived. The drawbridge was raised and from the half-built towers Rovod and his team slew two of the Goblins while the rest fled.

Spoiler: Crossbowgoblin squad (click to show/hide)

They were not the only ones to take advantage of the lull in Nothing activity and the temporarily cleared surface, however, as for the first time in three years a caravan all the way from the Grizzly Vessel came passing through, bringing goods to the increasingly well-known community of Nomekast.

Spoiler: Caravan arrival (click to show/hide)

The traders were instantly popular with most of the inhabitants; they were mobbed for any kind of little luxury goods to make life a bit more comfortable with people trading everything from unnecessary clothing scavenged from the dead infected Goblins to small stone crafts. Bounce, as the official Broker, managed to secure for the community as a whole several dozen wooden logs, various metal bars and a donkey and horse. Moreover the traders were questioned for any news of the world outside. Nothing good was heard. The Nothing continued to swarm southwards, joined by larger and larger swarms of flying Nothing and rumours of huge lumbering Nothing monsters, while other rumours existed that the wildlife in Nothing-infested areas was increasingly warped, that the great empires had mostly fractured, especially in Goblin and Human lands where some warlords had somehow made pacts with the Nothing and that almost no news had arrived from the northern states where the Nothing had first appeared for over a year now, the few survivors describing a complete breakdown of society in the north and the rise of apocalyptic cults, especially that of a new god they called Doren. Several new communities modelled after Nomekast had appeared in some places, most had collapsed pretty swiftly, others were still holding out, while inbetween them merchants continued to ply the old trade routes as it became more profitable - and also more dangerous - to sell to these communities.



25th Opal 678 - Afternoon

Stronghammer had just been busy filling in forms when a sharp knock sounded on his office door. The person in question did not wait for a reply and swung the door open. A firm frown on his face, Reg marched to Stronghammer's desk and slammed a piece of pig-tail paper down onto it. On it were a list of names.

"Sandra, Loral Treesinger, Fori and Xenos," the Chief Medical Dwarf said, running his finger down the list. Stronghammer didn't need to ask for clarification as Reg continued. "All four of them are still badly affected by Streti's poison gas. They're still running a fever and their reactions are slow and dullish. I have it on record that in the last battle they lagged behind everyone and were quickly short of breath. As Chief Medical Dwarf I have no choice but to declare them unfit for service."

Stronghammer waited a few seconds before replying, his tone soft. "Reg, they did fine in that last fight-"

"This time maybe! Pure luck! What about next time? Who are we going to bury next?"

"Is this about Muenster, Xenir and Hammer of the Gods?" Stronghammer asked, his voice softer than silk.

"This is about my duty to these people! I'm a doctor, not a Goblin! I can't in good faith let them go out and fight when they're still not well."

"You didn't raise objections before."

"I didn't think they'd be so stupid as to actually go out and fight! Nor did I realise how affected they still were."

"Reg, I am not trying to do put your medical abilities in doubt, but they did fine in the last fight. Don't you think you're overreacting in response to-"

"Overreacting? We can see it's not you who has a hospital full of wounded people. We can see it's not you who's had to sit and watch as someone died despite all your best efforts. They're not fit to fight, Stronghammer. If you let them fight and they die, then on your own head be it. I've done my job, I can only hope you do yours." And with that he spun round on his heel and left the office, leaving the sighing Mayor behind.

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Evening

"So we're agreed then?" Ugo asked, raising his cup of tea and sipping it.

Across from him Meinhard gave a toothy grin and nodded. "Hyu got it! Ve can getz hyu de Nothinks eezy as anyfink!"

Juggernaut likewise nodded. "I'm more than happy to lend my services to send them to Armok."

And finally after a few seconds thought Grau too nodded.

Ugo smiled, and pulled a bottle of Dwarven wine from the table behind him. He poured a measure into four glasses and offered one to each. "Excellent! Now it is imperative that you keep this under your hat, the Mayor - being quite blind to science - needn't now. He's may be offering to reopen the laboratories now," he waved a hand at the mostly bare laboratory around him, "but I certainly don't imagine that his current goodwill will last long. Think of it as a little white lie in favour of helping the community and crushing the Nothing. We'll have to operate in the greatest of secrecy. Tell no one, we'll only let people we can trust in on this. I plan to ask Fori, who has been a most precious help in my past experiments." The Goblin scientist gave a grin to rival Meinhard's and held his glass up in a toast. "My good fellows, our little scientific group will be the envy of the world and the bane of the Nothing, that I can assure you."

He pulled a large sheet of pig-tail paper out from the cupboard behind him and unfurled it across the table. "Here already are the preliminary plans for the site. It is to be located near the stairs between the Fiery Cistern and the Lower Levels, away from the fort and thus safe from interference."

Spoiler: Lab plans (click to show/hide)
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