Dw4rf Fortess 4 goddamn D: Hyperdwarf

[Duckie]

Spring, 1052

First, go back and stare at the previous bedroom picture of the nobility quarters.

You'll notice that Covenant's bedroom is off-center, and smoothing its southern walls would also smooth some of the common bedrooms. This was corrected in the blueprints given to the miners in time for the second bedroom, but not for Covenant's.

This is unacceptable, so he had it mined out entirely and then walls rebuilt in the correct spots and all of his stuff moved by the haulers. It took a bit and was very confusing since half the fortress was helping, but it is done- although the north wall of his bedroom and some pieces of the floor haven't been sanded down to perfect smoothness yet, his office is missing a second chair for visitors to his office/meeting room, and it's full of chunks of rock most annoyingly (which are currently obscuring the bed and some other furniture), it's passable. Oh the trials of being a member of the upper class. Poor he.


This was a spoiled request of him as labour manager to the miners, engraver, furniture haulers, and masons, but it was done nonetheless because the skewed architecture was annoying to the dwarven mindset.

Also, the miners began a mysterious construction in the workshop hall. Bigger than all the other rooms, it has a bunch of self-contained rooms. Sort of like a bedroom, and there are indeed beds there. But also some strange objects. Anyone want to guess what it is? There's a prize for figuring it out.


HINT: I made one of these early so that I won't need to make one soon when we get just a few more immigrants. Eris is forbidden to compete as she knows what it is.

The person you see in it is Darth Mordius- he is no longer light blue of a worthless peasant but rather an Engraver. The circles are pillars, because the game isn't detected the unsmoothed portions as being part of a wall until I finish the door/smoothing placement.

Notice also opposite, there is a half-standard sized room behind many airlocks. This is a refuse pit, and it's designed to minimize exposure to smellyness. Finally, check the hall- those red circles are the firey portions of Stark's smelting and forging operation, except the wood furnace which is located off-screen to the southern end of the first floor. The two northernmost are a glass furnace and a kiln. We don't have a glassmaker, but Academia Nut built one of each just in case we ever need glass or pearlash, respectively.

Pearlash, is, of course, made of Potash, which is made of Ashes. It's used to make clear glass. Potash can also be used to fertilize soil, but I don't use fertilizer as I'm not in dire need of high-production of crops and I don't want to have to have Nepthys lumberjacking about for hours and hours. If I had a dedicated pair of woodsmen, maybe, but Nepthys also is a miner and a carpenter. She has to make things with the wood she cuts and mine in her break times.

Below the special room is the still and opposite that near the refuse pit (but seperated by feet of rock to prevent odour) is the kitchen.

Anyhow, Stark has been busy forging some stuff for that special room, and also burning a bunch of trees into Charcoal to do that. Nepthys has logged another small section of the forest to accomplish this, and is also building wooden bins for our goods to be stored in more easily (you can haul dozens of stone trinkets in one trip with a bin), wooden buckets for the infirm to be carried drinks in, and some beds for that special room.



Speaking of the forest, Civil War Man and Ar-Adunakhor, the two designated farmers, have begun planting ears of corn and especially a bunch of cherries, which we have a ton of seeds for. I am toying with the idea of making a peasant with very little to do such as Spanky a new farmer to get it planted quicker, even if unskilled farmers are slow and their crops are less bountiful.

Also note the logs. Spanky is about to pick one up and bring it back. Above you can see the (currently unplanted) cherry farms and the (partially complete) corn plot. The green Y-shaped things are adolescent trees. These saplings will, within 3 years or less, become harvestable again. Integral signs, Spades, and Clubs are trees (along with a few other types I don't see in there such as arrowheads (conifers).

" marks are bushes, which can be ransacked and uprooted by herbalists like Ar-Adunakhor. They have a small to moderate chance of yielding some plants appropriate to the biome, which is how we found the corn and cherries. Brown " have dried out and died, while Green " are searchable.



Here's the south end of the hall, in case you've never seen it. Left- carpenter's shop- turns wood into wood items. Mechanic's shop is on the right, Academia Nut doesn't use it a lot but sometimes it's necessary. Makes mechanisms out of rock, which are used in every moving construction such as a retractable bridge or a floodgate. The smoothed room with the bed (theta) is the barracks, where soldiers spar- were Stark currently free enough to spar and Karza alive, that is. Shep mostly hangs out by the entrance in lieu of practicing, since she doesn't have a partner



Covenant found the time to sit down and do his bookkeeping well, as you'll see in the Dwarf Stats readout. We now have a perfect up to the thousands or tens of thousands estimate of our supplies. Notice we only have 21 pieces of food left- it's not a bad situation, as we are planting right now and also because something else happened that I'll address in the next part of this update.

First, Dwarf Stats. First thing's first: Skill levels. Skills go in this order: No skill (Dabbling is if you have XP in it but no skill level),
Dabbling, Novice, No Label, Competent, Skilled, Proficient, Talented, Adept, Expert, Professional, Accomplished, Great, Master, High Master, Grand Master, and Legendary.

The Nobles, The Leaders of the Fortress
None
The Bureaucrats, The Appointed Leaders
=Covenant, Leader- [Strong, Very Agile, Extremely Tough].
Miner: Professional Miner
Leader: Persuader, Negotiator, Judge of Intent, Dabbling Comedian, Dabbling Flatterer, Dabbling Intimidator

The First Seven
=Covenant: See Bureaucrats, as he is the Expedition Leader, Outpost Broker, Outpost Labour Manager, and Bookeeper.
=Nepthys, Miner-Carpenter- [Strong, Extremely Agile, Tough]
Miner: Accomplished Miner
Woodworker: Skilled Wood-Cutter, Talented Carpenter
Farmer: Dabbling Grower you get grower XP for harvesting plants
=Academia Nut, Mason-Engineer- [Agile, Very Tough]
Stoneworker: Adept Mason
Engineer: Competent Mechanic
Architect: Building Designer
=Stark, Blacksmith- [Very Strong, Tough]
Metalsmith: Skilled Metalsmith, Armoursmith, Weaponsmith, Novice Metal Crafter, Novice Furnace Operator
Farmer: Dabbling Wood Burner
Ranger: Novice Animal Caretaker, Dabbling Animal Trainer
Military: Wrestler Stark was trained before we had a forge by MKSheppard for a few weeks to have a minor amount of skill in wrestling. Had he the time, he would be the first of the citizen-militia
=Ar-Adunakhor, Herbalist- [Very Strong, Tough]
Farmer: Skilled Grower, Skilled Herbalist
Craftsdwarf: Competent Stone Crafter
=Civil War Man, Chef- [Very Strong, Tough]
Farmer: Proficient Grower, Competent Brewer, Cook
Craftsdwarf: Dabbling Leatherworker Civil War Man is forbidden from making alcohol to focus on cooking and planting seeds. Vendetta has taken over this task.
=MKSheppard, Soldier- [Very Tough]
Soldier: Competent Wrestler, Skilled Axedwarf, Shield User, Armour User

The First Wave: 8 Dwarves (1 Deceased)
=BilateralRope, Mason- [Strong]
Stoneworker: Skilled Mason
Craftsdwarf: Dabbling Leatherworker, Dabbling Bone Carver
Farmer: Dabbling Grower
=Darth Mordius, Stone Smoother- [Strong, Tough]
Stoneworker: Talented Engraver arrived a peasant
=Rhoenix, Ranger
Ranger: Novice Animal Caretaker, Novice Animal Trainer, Novice Trapper
Soldier: Dabbling Marksdwarf (his first ever shot of a crossbow was the cliffs shot, which pierced the Spider's heart and fatally wounded it!)
Farmer: Dabbling Grower
=Alan Bolte, Animal Caretaker- [Agile]
Ranger: Competent Animal Caretaker, Dabbling Grower having nothing to train, Alan Bolte is just a manual labourer and furniture hauler
=Spanky the Dolphin (nee Nepthys), Fish Dissector
Fisherdwarf: Fish Dissector, Dabbling Fisherdwarf, Dabbling Fish Cleaner fishing is now forbidden due to magma men prowling near the ponds which are near the magma vent. Spanky thus is just a manual labourer
=fnord, Cheese Maker
Farmer: Cheese Maker, Dabbling Butcher, Dabbling Tanner, Dabbling Grower
Craftsdwarf: Dabbling Leathermaker fnord is the scout of the fortress and also does anything that nobody else has time for or skill in
=Vendetta, Brewer
Farmer: Competent Brewer, Dabbling Grower
=Karza, Soldier-In-Training [Deceased]

Awards
Dirty Munchkin Powerleveler: Covenant, for having 25 levels (if Dabbling = 0) of skills
True Renaissance Man: Stark, for having 8 skills that aren't Dabbling.
Multiclassed Ninja Pirate Robot Paladin: Stark, for having 9 seperate skill entries.
Jack of all Trades, Master of None At All: fnord, for having 4 different unskilled trades he has attempted.
Most Improved Ribbon: Awarded by fiat, not math, to Darth Mordius, who has gone from unskilled to a Talented Engraver in just half a year.
Skill XP Point Organ Grinding Monkey: Nepthys, for getting up to Level 10 (Accomplished) in mining.
Medal of Foolhardy Gallantry in the Face of the Giant Horrible Enemy: Karza, for facing 3 giant ants at once and not retreating, giving quarter, or asking for any. Awarded posthumously.


A random picture of, right south of the entrance way, Nepthys getting bored and mining both veins of copper visible on the cliff-face for Stark.

First event of the new year, and why am I not showing you the entrance (in its new smoothed by Mordius glory), you ask?

Elves. Elf traders. You can see the "seal the fortress" lever", the stairs down to the fortress, Covenant trading with the elves, BilateralRope in the outdoor masonry shop which I've neglected to dismantle, and the unused (post-ban) outdoor fish-cleaning facility. But mostly elves. Why cares about fish cleaning? Spanky The Dolphin does, apparantly.

Peaceful trading now, but probably not forever....

[Ford Prefect]

The scale of this engineering is impressive - beyond anything I recall from the previous incarnations of Palelabor. Which is of course appropriate, because this is how Palelabor is supposed to roll.

[loomer]

Be it a barracks/slave den?

A slaughtering chamber to be hooked to the lava?

EDIT:
It's a prison, ne?

[Duckie]

Loomer took 3 guesses, but I'll give it to him- He is the new Sheriff of Palelabour!

Random News:
Three new items by Civil War Man:
Raw Snail Biscuits, Chicken Meat Casserole, and Sailfin Roast. The Casserole, made from our remaining lettuce heads and the meat from the traders, was extremely good, and people actually went out of their way to snag some. We still have 8 left. The Raw Snail Biscuits, I am told, are also quite good, but I haven't tried one. Civil War Man might actually be getting better at this.

However, the Sailfin Roast is, by volume, 25% sailfin. The other 75% is giant slug meat, purchased from the traders (by accident! I didn't intend to inflict this upon the fortress-- Covenant).

The Snail Biscuits use a lot of tunnel worm tallow (tallow being a cooking ingredient made of rendered fat, for those who don't know) in them, which might be why they don't taste like Raw Snail much at all.

anyhow, the Elves.

The elves appeared with 2 pack-mules laden with goods from a nation called Famime Zepave (translated, The Clearing of Tundras). They are a neighbor living in the farther edges of the huge forest whose trees we are cutting down.

As we unpacked, they watched a train of dwarves move, carrying logs back and forth. After the sixth one, they looked away in disgust. At least they didn't see Stark turning them into Charcoal.
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22 Granite, 1052, Early Spring
Covenant walked up to the trade depot and bowed marginally to the Traders.

"Greetings, merchants. You have come to barter?" he asked.

The elf, never taking his eyes off another log go by into the fortress, flexed his ears in the elven equivalent of a nod. editor's note: I learned this far, far later. I had no clue that these bastards have facial expressions at all beyond horrified wimpiness. --Covenant

"Indeed. I am Cóce Iÿemalali and this is my husband Rénuna Coquanirelìmi, and we extend to your village our greetings from the woodlands. We are enchanted with the prospect of purchasing your more ethical works, and are willing to trade you any of these fine wares we have assembled."

Covenant looked them over. There were many cloths, ropes, and threads made from Rope Reed, some of which were dyed, especially emerald. Many of the goods had fine decorations or images on them of heraldry and depictions of minor events from elven history.

He ruled all of that out- they didn't need any clothesmaking materials, and any ropes they wanted could be made with metal on-site. Similarly, he didn't need any of the empty wooden cages.

Seeing his apparent interest in them, the elven woman coughed. "I'm sorry," said NAME. "We traded most of our animals to a human town along the way. However, if you are interested, there is still one left." She motioned to a cage.

"A monkey?" asked Covenant, looking in the cacao-wood cage.

"A siamang," confirmed or corrected the Elf. "He is quite friendly and knows some simple tricks, although you'd have to teach him how to understand your language if you don't want to be using ours."

There was a small pause as he looked sadly in the small bin of rock items, with all the turtle and kobold-bone decorated or created ones carefully sorted out by rhoenix before he had moved it.

"Looking over the goods you have, I don't think we're willing to sell him." said the Elf. "My apologies."

"That's a pity," said Covenant, accepting this without suspicion due to the lack of goods they had produced between the Dwarven Traders in the fall and now- the Elves' arrival was entirely unexpected. Silently he wondered if it was a pity or for the best that Civil War Man wouldn't be getting any Siamang to work with.

Among the things they could reasonably expect to trade for, Covenant found: A barrel of Prickle Berry Wine, a bag of Olive plant seeds, a bag of Corn seeds, 3 barrels of Muck Root, 1 barrel of Bloated Tubers, 4 barrels of Sun Berries, 1 barrel of Onions, 1 barrel of Raspberries, 1 barrel of Prickle Berries, and 1 barrel of olives.

Editors' notes on foods:
=Olives are edible raw, and you can turn them into olive oil (which is cookable). They also can make olive wine, which isn't tasty but is alcoholic.
=Muck Roots are vaguely edible and they are distillable into low-quality alcohol. It's strong, but it tastes worse than the mud the root grows in.
=Bloated Tubers are very nutritious but their sap is bitter. They can be brewed into Tuber Beer, which is worthwhile but not spectacular.
=Sun Berries are the elven specialty. They are little and not very good eating, but when brewed they make Sunshine, which is the greatest alcohol in the world. No joke. Elves are worth keeping around just for this stuff, so we should at least see if some grows here.
=Onions are just a food crop, useful for cooking but not much else.
=Raspberries can be eaten raw, but also can be made into Raspberry Jam (cooking ingredient) or Raspberry Wine, which is very sweet and tasty.
=Prickle Berries aren't prickly, although their bushes are. Edible raw and also brewable into Wine. Prickle Berry Wine isn't very good, though. It's very limp-wristed elvish stuff that takes forever to get you drunk.]

The elves were very interested in the Giant Cave Spider Silk Quiver that had been gained courtesy of one of the Kobold thieves (the blood was lovingly cleaned off by fnord during one of his times with nothing to do).

Covenant offered them the Quiver in exchange for the Onions, Raspberries, Sun Berries, Olives (the plants, not the seed bag), Fisher Berries, and Bloated Tubers. He also threw in 6 Alunite Mugs and some other assorted Alunite crafts.

This was, in the Elves' opinions, very generous, although they hid it well. They would have likely taken the Quiver alone, but the mugs and amulets and so forth weren't doing Palelabour any good if they weren't offloaded. Perhaps, Covenant considered, they would remember our generosity (or naïve appraisal of values) and bring more next time they were nearby.

Vendetta was immediately ordered to make some sunshine out of the small glowing berries, although Alan Bolte, scoundrel that he is, ate one while nobody was looking.

With all the new plants, a mind-boggling array of new recipes entered Civil War Man's head. To celebrate, he made a few Onion Muffins and passed them out to hungry and gullible passers-by. The Fisher Berry surprise inside actually improved them, in many people's opinion.

Covenant was off taking a break to update the stocks with the new items when BilateralRope noticed a problem and took matters into his own hands.

He walked up to the traders, with 3 labourer dwarves assisting him by carrying barrels of Cherry Schnapps, and traded about 1/4th the Cherry Schnapps the fortress possessed (3 barrels) for 3 cloth bags.

Note: Now, while that trade seems dumb, we have a lot of alcohol and need some bags to store all the seeds from these plants in. Think about it. --BR

Or he would have, had he not overlooked one thing- the barrels were made of wood.

"Once a mighty and beautiful tree," remarked the Elven trader with anger, "is now just a vessel to carry your liquors. Disgusting."

They then packed up all their items and left in a huff.

Whoops. Covenant was very mad at BilateralRope.

[GuppyShark]

Loomer took 3 guesses, but I'll give it to him- He is the new Sheriff of Palelabour!

Awwwwwwwwwww!

Guppyshark is hereby awarded the highest position of criminal justice at all times, and Pezook for his temerity shall be Guppyshark's underling if at all possible.

[Duckie]

17 Slate, 1052, Mid-Spring: Palelabour becomes a Hamlet.

Immigrant invasion! Holy crap.

Beforehand, we had 14 dwarves. Now we have 33! That means more dwarves were dispatched from the mountainhomes following news of our successful year (via those autumn traders) than were in Palelabour to actually succeed!

New Noble: Loomer, Sheriff of Palelabour: Loomer is in charge of the justice system. Upon arriving, he notes that everything is in order, including that there are 2.5 (will be, once complete, 4) times more chains necessary than he needs for the minimum of the jail. Justice and crime punishments are now enabled in Palelabour.

Betting pool: Post who you think the first criminal imprisoned or otherwise punished by Loomer will be. Winner gets the next noble position (if there are multiple, they can choose). [Reserved/not allowed positions: Hereditary Nobility, Philosopher, Hammerer]

Covenant is promoted to Hamlet Manager and Hamlet Broker, which is really just a change of title from Outpost Manager and Outpost Broker. We aren't a city, though, so he's still Expedition Leader and not a Mayor.

New Citizens: 19

01. Loomer, Sheriff (Elected Peasant)
02. The Vortex Empire, Animal Caretaker: Assigned Animal Training and Hauling as jobs, since Animal Training is kinda like feeding and bandaging a dog. But in its MIND.
03. Darksilver, Woodworker: You are a Wood Cutter, Carpenter, and Wood Crafter all in one! Congrats on winning the "not totally useless" award.
04. The Yosemite Bear, Woodcutter: You are a Lumberjack.
05. Tasoth, Soldier-In-Training (Drafted Peasant): You asked to be a corpse!
06. Kuja, Miller: Son of Kuja the Miner, you are a Miller due to a typo Kuja the Elder made on your Guild Application Form. He has bad handwriting, I'm sorry. It's not as manly, but you do get to crush corn and wheat to flour, plants into sugar, and plants into dye with a giant rock since we don't have a mill. A quern will be made for you as soon as convenient.
07. CaptainChewbacca, Jeweler: Well, you're not studying the rocks, but you are cutting and setting shiny ones. Congrats on being 100% likely to eventually go stark raving mad.
08. TheDark, Thresher- You are responsible for turning berries into jam, and plants into cloth and thread. You also can extract nectars from some plants where it's worth money like Vally Herbs, and strip the leaves from quarry bushes to make them edible (the stalks aren't at all, the leaves are cookable). This isn't very exciting, but it is a useful job. It's also one less fnord can pretend he knows how to do because now somebody with actual skill levels is here for it.
09. Pollux, Woodcrafter: You can make pretty crafts and carvings out of wood to buy off caravan with. Congrats!
10. Erik Von Nein, Soldier-In-Training (Drafted Wood Burner): We have no space for a man whose only claim to fame is that he can turn a log into a piece of ash or charred wood. Especially when somebody else can do it better. Off to the barracks with you!
11. Dark Hellion, Soldier-in-Training (Drafted Peasant): You're in the army now, my boy.
12. GuppyShark, Wood Burner: You're not a smith, but you almost were. Instead you got ganked with being the Charcoal and Ash producer. Have fun, when that isn't being done, doing backbreaking labour.
13. WhiteHaven, Soldier-in-Training (Drafted Clothier): You lost the draw, man. We only need 1 (if any) Clothiers, so now you're a Soldier Boy.
14. Crossroads Inc, Clothier: You make clothes this time! Congrats. Um, we don't have any thread or cloth. Sorry. Looks like you'll be doing backbreaking labour!
15. Rawtooth, Fishery Worker: You're a 1 man fish killing army! You can kill, clean, and dissect a fish in under 1 hour.
16. Scottish Ninja, Siege Weapon Engineer: Holy Crap son, you actually got your wish!
17. PeZook, Soldier-In-Training (Drafted Peasant): You lose.
18. Vehrec, Fish Dissector: You're Rawtooth's apprentice, and only know how to dissect fish. Which is utterly useless. However, you'll learn to catch some real quick since we have no place for useless people. Except fnord.
19. Ford Prefect, Bowyer: While you aren't a mason, you'll be making crossbows for the military force.

5 of the immigrants (PeZook, Erik Von Nein, Tasoth, Dark Hellion, and White Haven) were, having little to no useful skills, drafted. These brave men and women will form the core of the Palelabour Defense Force, which will be drilled up to make a Squad of Six when you count MKSheppard. We need to maintain a military of somewhere around 15% of our populace at all times, especially now where we're so defenseless and chaotic.

Stark, due to his usefulness, is now excused from Militia duty except in emergencies (where nobody is exempt) unless she has nothing better to do than train with you skillless louts.

Calisthenics (we will be building exercise machines and assigning each of you in turn to one until you gain massive skill at it and thus stat upgrades) and Wrestling Practice will follow. Once you are skilled enough, you may get to touch a weapon.

[this will likely be 10 minutes before the first horrific maiming in the sparring room.]

Updates on the scramble to feed all you parasites and make bedrooms for you all (these fuckers arrived the second the last bedroom was completed) will follow later, I'm taking a break.

I also really don't want to take a screenshot of all 19 personality profiles right now or even put 19 images in this thread in a row, even though I like the personalized touch you get with each person. Maybe I'll hyperlink you to them so it doesn't take up so much room.

[Duckie]

Loomer took 3 guesses, but I'll give it to him- He is the new Sheriff of Palelabour!

Awwwwwwwwwww!

Guppyshark is hereby awarded the highest position of criminal justice at all times, and Pezook for his temerity shall be Guppyshark's underling if at all possible.

Ah, indeed! Good point. You will be the Hammerer, the Judge and Executioner of all the people. Eventually. Until we get one, you're just Guppyshark the Wood Burner.

We'll get a Hammerer at, if we are rich and have exported enough, 80 Dwarves.

[PeZook]

Man, you took my kingly ambitions real bad, didn't you?

I bet on myself for the "first to be imprisoned/punished" betting pool

[fnord]

=fnord, Cheese Maker
Farmer: Cheese Maker, Dabbling Butcher, Dabbling Tanner, Dabbling Grower
Craftsdwarf: Dabbling Leathermaker fnord is the scout of the fortress and also does anything that nobody else has time for or skill in

Damn. Didn't know I had a palelabouran altered ego. Bastard seems to be having a helluva lot more fun than I expected. But still fucking cool.

Especially with both the "Jack of All Trades, Master of Bugger All" award and the "no room for useless people here. except fnord." bit. Had me splitting my sides as I read.

[White Haven]

Hmm. Clothier drafted into being a soldier, eh? That smells like a stitch-up to me.

As for being drafted, Crossroads gets stuck doing backbreaking labor, and I get stuck learning how to break backs. Guess who got the short end of THAT knitting needle?

[The Vortex Empire]

Animal Caretaker? Sounds good. I hope I live.

[Scottish Ninja]

Holy Crap son, you actually got your wish!

I am, needless to say, elated. Perhaps some more lofty goals are in order, no? Perhaps we can build some siege cannons for the defense of noble Palelabor.

Yes... defense.

(That does, of course, depend on Palelabor's supply of gunpowder, which may be scarce.)

[Alan Bolte]

Seeing as I already stole a sun berry, I also bet on myself.

[Ford Prefect]

Goddammit Alan, I was going profer you up as being the first criminal in our new justice system.

And while I may not be a mason, I can be pleased with the worthwhile task of constructing weapons to brutally murder and injure our myriad enemies.

[Zablorg]

I have to ask, why are you digging tunnels n shit? When I dig out my fortress, I just tend to dig around the vicinity a rectangle. MINDLESS PICKTHWACKING FOR THE WIN!

[Hawkwings]

Hah, I somehow avoided getting imported into the game. I'm sure MRDOD will fix that next time.

[Duckie]

Covenant's Progress Report: Spring 1052

New Immigrants of Note:

TheDark's Threshing has been a huge boon to the food industry. He has been turning berries into jam and corn into corn oil, which Civil War Man is using to make food. It certainly is improving it, since his food is actually rather tasty now.

Darksilver has taken over Nepthys' job as a Carpenter, and Yosemite Bear is working full time as the Wood Cutter. Nepthys is now free to mine, and she is very very skilled now (High Master Miner, just a bit away from Legendary skill). This is useful because there is a lot of expansion to be done, and also a lot of Beds that need to be made- I just okayed the order and we need at least 30 new ones to fill the barracks and a minimum number of the rooms for the immigrants.


The @ sign is Loomer, who is a Sheriff. The two beds in the hallway are actually being carried by Scottish Ninja and Guppyshark to their destination. Æ, incidentally, is a chest, and the Pi symbol is a Cabinet. Every bedroom has one, so that you can store your meagre wordly possessions if you so wish. When the capitalist economy starts, coffers are also used to store coins.

Rawtooth and his understudy Vehrec have been fishing, and Spanky has been cleaning their catches. So far, nothing of note- just a single turtle. However, they could prove useful. At least they're doing something at all.

Kuja, because we lack a Mill, has decided to become a Farmer. He's not very good at it, but it's helping alleviate Civil War Man's load as a Farmer/Chef somewhat. It also let Ar-Adunakhor take a break to pick some Prickle Berries for the kitchen. We didn't brew them, because Prickle Berry Wine is nasty and we need more food than more liquor (as strange as that sounds.)

A Quern, however, is under construction, and Kuja might be taken off Farmer's Apprentice duty to become a Miller as is his (mistaken) birthright. For one, Civil War Man could really use some corn flour.

All Five Recruits have taken to fighting like fish to water, and have gained a modicum of skill in it. Sheppard and they are practicing almost every day in the barracks, although it's crowded right now.

Guppyshark has been making a stockpile of Charcoal, and let Stark go ahead with forging the copper items we want to make- so far, he's smelted nuggets and made 8 Copper Chains for the Jailhouse, and is going to work on a Copper Pipe now.

Jail, you ask?

Well, since Loomer is here and now, he needs a Jail. He requested at least 3 cages or chains to put people in, which is 1 for about every 10 dwarves, but we made 8 just because it fit in the space alotted and so that we have enough jails to last until we get to Population 84.



The Jailhouse is smoothed stone, and each chained prisoner has a bed and a small stockpile of alcohol. This is so they don't get too unhappy and go insane. Each cell is placed apart from eachother because the prisoners should be in isolation and also so if one grows violent they won't be able to attack another person.

You can see the beginnings of new construction to the north- brown means it is marked to be mined but hasn't been mined yet. First, the small room near the refuse pit is a pair of wood furnaces for charcoal production.

North of that is a two-room connected facility of a Kiln and a Glass Furnace.

Opposite it, above the jailhouse, is a Smelter and a Forge (the forge has yet to be moved).


You can see it more clearly here- above the smelter is the empty room where the forge will go, and opposite that (unmined) is the glass furnace room.

There are also 3 additional workshops of undetermined type yet to be mined out.


And finally a large room of some sort- it may be a storage facility for goods we don't store near their workshops, or I may turn it into something else such as a siege engine construction facility.

Speaking of construction, Stark is busy smelting more Copper to make a Copper Pipe, and after they're done with the first batch of Beds Darksilver is going to make a wooden corkscrew.

Why? To make a giant Archimedes Screw. This pump won't be hooked up to anything- instead, it will be built in a new small antechamber off of the Barracks (look at all the other standardized workshops to know what I mean) as a Dwarven Exercise Machine. People with nothing better to do, especially off-duty military members, will be assigned to turn that pump until their arms fall off, and become MIGHTY.

Meanwhile, BilateralRope is hard at work crafting trinkets like this. Or would be, since there's something going on right now with Masonry. But anyhow, here's an example of the type of thing we produce:


Next Update: TheDark helps Civil War Man make actual good food! Kuja might start helping eventually too.

[Zablorg]

Wow, that's a lot of barracks. Do they have enough room to spar?

[Duckie]

Wow, that's a lot of barracks. Do they have enough room to spar?

Those are the personal rooms, actually. The Barracks is the large smoothed room in the previous tour south of the Carpenters' shop in the southwest-most corner of the Workshop floor.

[Vehrec]

Duck, are you saying that Civil War Man i9s actually able to not just make food from anything, but given good ingredients he can rise above mere cookery and create good food? I'm shocked I say.

[Duckie]

Civil War Man's Kitchen
15 Hematite 1052, Early Summer

TheDark appeared in the kitchen, hefting a huge barrel. She dropped it in the In area of the stores for what felt like the 10th time that month.

Civil War Man looked up from her giant pans and pots, like some kind of wizard or alchemist. Definitely an alchemist, thought TheDark, judging by all the weird chemicals.

"What is it today, Dark?" asked CWM. She peered in the barrel, dipped a finger in, and licked it. The liquid was odd tasting, but familiar.

"Giant Cave Spider Venom," replied TheDark flatly. There was a small pause as CWM dipped her finger in and tried it again.

"No, it's definitely more Corn Oil," said the Chef, missing the sarcasm. She walked over to her kitchen in the back wall's workshop recess and grabbed a doughy substance. "Try some of this," she said, offering it to TheDark.

TheDark thought it would be best not to, but she didn't want to be rude and so she took a small nibble. It didn't taste that bad, so she took a larger bite.

"It's bread made from congealed corn oil!" nearly shouted the other dwarf, celebrating her culinary discovery. Suddenly the dough tasted far worse to TheDark.

"Bread is made from corn or wheat flour, Civil War Man..." cautioned the Thresher.

Civil War Man shrugged. "It's all corn, Dark. Turning it to a liquid then back into a solid is just an extra step to add flavour."

TheDark sighed, munching on her Corn Oil Bread. It wasn't that bad, actually, she concluded, and grabbed a Snail Cookie on the way out for a snack.
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Recordbook
Food Stocks of Palelabour (Being an Output of the Kitchen)
Many Most Glorious Foodstoffes, To Whit:
21 Loaves Corn Oil Flatbread
9 Bloated Tuber Sandwiches (on Corn Oil Bread) covered in Raspberry Jam
5 Loaves of Prickle Berry Bread (as in Raisin Bread but Prickle Berries)
10 Corn Oil Muffins coated in Cherry Jam
8 Fisher-Berry-and-Onion Muffins
25 Olive Oil Biscuits with Cherry Jam
35 Corn Oil Biscuits
2 Raw Snail Cookies
8 Cookies made of Congealed Cherry Jam, covered in Cherry Jam
6 Sailfin Roasts (with Giant Slug and Warthog mixed in because we ran out of fish from the traders --CWM)
Remaining Ingredients From Whiche To Bake:
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Self-Note: Need More Corn Oil! Talk to TheDark tomorrow! --CWM
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[Civil War Man]

Duck, are you saying that Civil War Man i9s actually able to not just make food from anything, but given good ingredients he can rise above mere cookery and create good food? I'm shocked I say.

Guess who just got their eating privileges revoked.

And the corn oil biscuits definitely makes me the wizard who uses reality-breaking powers for food. I do like how when told the barrel is full of spider venom, I eat some more of it.

[loomer]

Cookies made of jam, with more jam?

Sweet Armok, man! You'll kill us all with those diabetic time bombs!

[Erik von Nein]

Woo, hoo! I'm a fighting dwarf! Lets see how long I last until some giant spider eats me alive. Maybe I'll go insane first? Probably end up being the first prisoner. Hah. Sounds like I got shunted there because I was too lazy. "Yeah, I, uh, burn wood for a living. Lemme alone."

[Zablorg]

Some day, Civil War Man, you really must tell us how you make cookies out of anything.