Posted: July 2nd, 2010, 16:01
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I may have done two years by mistake, but bad things happened and needed clearing up
Eventful year was eventful. Having tidied the place up and sorted all the storage out, the dorfs recruited a militia and started work kitting them out properly so they could one day take on GIANT SNAAEK. Unfortunately about this time the gobbos started raiding. Thankfully the first time they appeared there was a dwarf caravan onsite which promptly ganked the lot. A few months later Fisherdorf was sitting quietly by the river whistling to himself in the sunshine when a party of gobbos rudely jumped him and ripped his head off. The entire fortress decided discretion was the better part of valour and scarpered inside, slamming the doors shut behind them.
The Cock Of Cage Traps worked fantasticly, trapping most of the raiders and the rest were pummeled to death for the loss of two novice fighter dorfs. The captured gobbos were promptly dumped outside, stripped of their weapons and used as target practice.
The butcher went off in a mood and built a rather shiny gold mace which will likely become the militia commander's personal weapon. Unfortunately just as summer hit, another dorf went into a fey mood, screaming for silk cloth - which must be about the only thing the fortress doesn't have - so he'll no doubt go emo in time.
Savegame
I may have done two years by mistake, but bad things happened and needed clearing up
Eventful year was eventful. Having tidied the place up and sorted all the storage out, the dorfs recruited a militia and started work kitting them out properly so they could one day take on GIANT SNAAEK. Unfortunately about this time the gobbos started raiding. Thankfully the first time they appeared there was a dwarf caravan onsite which promptly ganked the lot. A few months later Fisherdorf was sitting quietly by the river whistling to himself in the sunshine when a party of gobbos rudely jumped him and ripped his head off. The entire fortress decided discretion was the better part of valour and scarpered inside, slamming the doors shut behind them.The Cock Of Cage Traps worked fantasticly, trapping most of the raiders and the rest were pummeled to death for the loss of two novice fighter dorfs. The captured gobbos were promptly dumped outside, stripped of their weapons and used as target practice.
The butcher went off in a mood and built a rather shiny gold mace which will likely become the militia commander's personal weapon. Unfortunately just as summer hit, another dorf went into a fey mood, screaming for silk cloth - which must be about the only thing the fortress doesn't have - so he'll no doubt go emo in time.