Both miner and mason work with blazing speed! slamming blocks into place and clearing stone, well Blocks were moving a bit slower then expected.
And the tunneling was hitting snags, being partially sand, and hitting wet walls a short way in bringing progress to a crawl.
The cages are a success! we have caught our first set of Foxes, The red fir covered hides will become a staple of the fortress!
Perseverance is one of the most dwarven traits and after steady work the tunnel at least was complete and the mainland was opened up to us. The land is wild, no one has ever been here to tame this place. We can fix that cant we! Down with these trees double quick!
Migrants! our second infusion cam much sooner then expected supplying us with able bodies that should help us progress nicely when it comes to building the fort proper and the Launch structure.
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HuuuungerLikot Shipspears the trapper was laughing loudly with his new friend from the journey Tulon Doorwhispered as they made their way to the cliff that these dwarves considered their meeting area. His hopes for his new life all positive, the wars of the Mountainhome left far behind blinded by hope he didn't see the large creature emerging slowly from the shadows of a nearby cliff.
I HuuuungerThe Cougar leaped out onto the unsuspecting trackers back mercilessly tearing at his limbs Tulon vainly attempts to pry the beast off of him to no avail, the clang of the alarm rises over the Outpost, but with no military to speak of and the most of the current occupants on the mainland the rush to save the wounded is on.
You will be my prayTulon rushed up the hill to gather what help he could find, running into Towersoothed and his wife Logem Actlash. Hefting his pick the three set off.
Deep in the Outpost Basmentgale rushed to find anyone who could be of help, finding Arc and Wheelswebbed rushing down a long expansive corridor at the outposts base. They rush to the surface just in time to see a head fly through the air too land in the surf, beach drenched in blood, three dwarves lay dead on the ground, another simply knelt in the surf weeping. The three charged ahead, Basmentgale attempts to grapple with the beast, and though his method was unorthodox and caused him grievous injuries, it provided the opening Arc needed to drive his pick home and end this nightmare. Towersoothed continued to sob as Logems head bobbed solemnly in the surf.
While everyone collected them selves and prepared the bodies of the fallen one of the new dwarves looked around him.
Townriddled: Where is Craftlance? he was right behind me as we aproched the outpost.
No one knew. It was like he had just disappeared, he hadn't been among the fallen on the beach.
A Large fox with a horrible case of mange stared on from a nearby cliff, a look of ferocity in his eyes, a dwarven finger in his mouth.
You will all die
With the end of a tumultuous autumn comes a new horizon, our outpost is still incomplete, as we have no drinkable water as to treat any wounded. We have made it to the mainland and have our gate to the core at our fingertips. Towersoothed is quite upset and Basmentgale is in a bad way, I hope he pulls through.
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The tunnel is sort of ugly, being 80 percent sand, and the bridge is only half way done. That cougar caught me by surprise, and it made me even more annoyed that my little military was refusing to spar, and in the end didn't even show, had to grab the emergency squad "The Constructive Hands" to do the work.
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