Skanky Burns has begun construction of the road proper, even though he had to destroy some engravings. Mehuyael's ghost had better understand.



More damn goats keep dropping dead. How did we have this many goats? WHY did we have this many goats?



It's done. The road is finished, and King Penguin's demands have been met and exceeded. Now all we have to do is wait for rescue, if one ever comes.



Since when did we have an elephant?



Magil Zeal has started screaming and trying fruitlessly to destroy furniture, beating his tiny hands against them and wailing. It's the only way he knows how to express himself now.



If we survive this, at least we'll never want for bones for the Corpse Roads.



The last errand I have for Spermy Smurf is to finish the job I started what feels like years ago.



It is done. We have our seal restored, and Gemclod is able to defend itself once more.

I sent Spermy Smurf out to scout the area to see if we could build a similar bridge for the outer wall so we could seal invaders out while still attending to business topside, but he rushed in pale as a sheet.

He said he saw the Winged Demons above and panicked, fleeing into the intake valve for the old magma reservoir.





He didn't expect iamsmike's face to be peering out of a wall at him. While iamsmike seemed harmless, his appearance still frightened Spermy Smurf enough to shock him back to his senses and send him back inside. While the Winged Demons didn't pay a shred of attention to Spermy Smurf, their presence above the Keg means any attempts at productivity outside while they still live are likely to be futile. Thus, we seal ourselves with the bridge, and wait for any fools who seek refuge in this tomb.

Spermy Smurf and Skanky Burns are now able to feed all us cripples full-time now, so we're slowly making a recovery. I think we'll be able to survive, for now.

[Several weeks pass without incident]



One of the last of the goats finally died.

Looking out my window, I can see a veritable pack of kobolds picking through the bodies for valuables. Since they have taken so much with so little resistance, they're starting to send entire bands to loot the battlefield, taking their sweet time to pick the best baubles they can f-

That had better not be what I think it is.



Oh, you little shitbunglers.

Now I'm going to have to sleep with one eye open forever so Minty doesn't come back and make me explode.



Well, what's done is done, I suppose. Vultures come to claim the dead, even if the dead aren't quite done yet.



Spring has arrived, Magil is screaming again, and I'm honoring the word of CommaToes' agreement and giving up my Overseership to whoever is raving mad enough to want it. We're all probably going to die anyway, I saw all the food get coated with dust.

[...]

Sometimes, it's good to be mistaken.

Spermy Smurf and Skanky Burns both came in with a tally of our supplies, having spent the past few weeks making a register in between feeding us all. They did not separate the numbers according to tainted and untainted, so the exact ratio is unclear, but Slitheredlow's breath did not hit much of the vital booze supplies, and a side room stuffed with food is totally untouched. The farms are still operational, and we have entire caves of seeds, so even if it means having unexperienced farmers working them, we'll be able to sustain ourselves for years if we truly need to.



MATUL REMRIT GEMCLOD ENDURES.










Internet Kraken wrote :-



Oh we are so lucky! Dwarves nowhere to be found, but there crafts are everywhere. So many valuables for us to take back to the clan. We'll earn the respect of everyone. Don't even have to hide. Dwarves never come out of there hole. Might not even be left alive down there...not going to check. Only see bad things come out of that place, like those strange monsters. Not worth it.

Jlurbus picked up some weird axe. Dwarf weapon made from creepy blue stone. Don't like it, but know it's valuable. We give it to high elves so they don't drive us away again. Don't use axes so the clan won't have any use for it. I just want to get rid of the thing. One of those strange monsters is...following us. I'm the only one who's seen it but I know it's there. It wants the axe. I want to get moving again but Shushrokin somehow got sick to her stomach and won't stop vomiting. Have to wait for her to get better. Hopefully not to long now...




markus_cz wrote :-

If you were wondering what it was the kobolds stole...