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Announcing the new dwarves arriving to Glemclod:
(Here)
May they serve us well.
nimdy used the new migrants to form the Knights of Mars, whose purpose is enforce martian law within the fortress.
Also, nimby has made has put her hammer second-in-command. She says if anyone has a problem with the way Security Team is run, they should take it up with Baros.
Viola the mad spawned Average bear today. Another dwarf who has a perfectly expendable name.
For the love of SCIENCE...
ZarathustraFollower wrote :-
Charlie72 posted:
ZarathustraFollower wanted a "Suicidally under-equipped dwarf" and I aim to please.
Meh, I'll do whatever is best for the fortress. It's just really, really fucking funny that I think it is the DF equivalent to running around with a tinfoil cap and a cardboard tube.
I finally made it to Syrupleaf! Took a few years to get here, but it's the first time we managed to sneak past those tall pale goblins long enough to begin this journey. After arriving some child tried telling me that this is "Gemclod" or some such thing. Kids these days need to learn to respect their elders.
Looked like she was half cave ogre so maybe she isn't the sharpest axe around
I headed up to the nearest dwarf about my rooming accommodations, and he began yelling something about 'marine-time law' or something. Said to grab some other dwarfs and make sure it was enforced. By Amok, it seems like everyone here took a few too many knocks on the head. At least I got a nice helmet out of the deal, so it shouldn't happen to me. I don't actually want to hurt anyone, so I think it would be best to stick to some pretty wooden sword I found near the gate entrance. Hopefully it wasn't someone elses.
I think I'll try to make some delicious char fish for the dwarfs that said they would help me
Exercu wrote :-
This tablet, found lying on the ground in the corner of a room is written in clear and concise letters. It is also broken into two pieces
BLASTED. Was not elected for guard captain in spite of my amazing muscular fortitude, or the fact that I've come all this way to Gemclod in an attempt to hide from my wife, and WHAT DOES SHE DO? She follows me, the blasted witch. Her nagging and complaining has strengthened my mental fortitude, and I would be GREAT at slaughtering those elves...for now, I wait, carry rocks, and watch as the next captains will fall and allow me to take my rightful place away from my wife and
The writing ends abruptly with the tablet seemingly thrown off to the side.
ElPottoGrande wrote :-
Yay! Dorf-me lives! In celebration...
The following is thinly scratched into a stone tablet in Dwarvish runes. The crafstmanship is poor, but legible.
Hello sis! Just writing to say I made it to Gemclod! And you said my “fat ass wouldn’t fit through the door.” I bet you’ll be laughing out the otherside of your face when them spindly fellas find you and rip out your guts while I enjoy a pint here!
But enough teasing. I ran into a nice group of dwarfs along the way which made the trip nicer. Half of them got killed the day after we arrived, but things are like that all over, aren't they?
First thing in the door this odd fella greets us, says he’s the overseer, and then tells us we’re “Marshin’ Nights” or something. Maybe because we’re in a swamp? I’m not going to question it. If Deg can bless this pit with prosperity, I can be a-marshin’!
Gonna have to stop here, sis. Teeth are starting to ache after chewin’ out this letter.
Don’t get killed and eaten!
ElPottoGranda
Charlie72 wrote :-
