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5 Statues of Dead Stuff

Since we're out here, I'd like to introduce you to something that may seem strange. There is a fortress somewhere called The Imperial Finger. In that fortress, there are apparently a great deal of yaks. And these yaks die. And our masons make statues of dead and dying yaks. At first I thought it was just one mason with a fixation, but multiple masons have made them.

We've taken to leaving our large livestock out here, and after seeing the third one get massacred by goblins, it seemed fitting to use these to commemorate the deaths of so much fine livestock.

"But the statues are yaks!" you say? Pshaw. Yak, cow, water buffalo, what's the difference? It's all meat in the end.

The Giant Crow adds to the atmosphere, no?

Submitted by: Tharis - 2014-09-12

3 Glug glug

On that note, we do not lack for booze. 2,115 units. Here's where it all gets made. Also we have two workshops dedicated to spinning thread. We stay busy here, currently nine idlers.

Submitted by: Tharis - 2014-09-12

1 Likot Shippainted

"Eight years old. I was born in 128. My mom came here in Sandstone 125. She wasn't one of the founding seven, but she was part of the first wave of migrants. Might as well have founded the place, far as anyone else is concerned."

You see a girl, not particularly old, not particularly young, hauling a rock pot of wine. The pot is dacite, a common stone here. She's hauling it to the stockpile at the base of the archery towers, part of an emergency stash.

Mind, this fortress hasn't had any trouble with external invaders, partly thanks to her mom, so generally this is just another stockpile of drink. Still, it's good to be prepared.

As you look, you notice a small scar above her brasseyed face, which carries a strangely dulled expression. By dull, one does not indicate a passivity, but the stoic resolution of someone who has seen far worse than this. And something in the casual grace with which she hauls her load make her seem dangerous, as if she could weaponize it on a moment's notice.

Submitted by: Tharis - 2014-09-12

8 Main Floor

So much to see now! As you can see, his royal quarters have been improving steadily. King Geshud has expressed satisfaction with the dining hall, thanks to some gold statues. And we swapped chert for gold in his bedroom.

And he insisted that my quarters be alongside his, something about keeping an eye on things.

And we've dug out some proper kitchen and distillery rooms, the smells to lure dwarves into the dining hall.

And a glorious golden well! It's the pride of every dwarf here.

Submitted by: Tharis - 2014-08-24

6 Coal!

So the last dwarven caravan came. There was no liaison, which was odd. And they couldn't get the wagons in on account of a boulder outside the entrance, which was also odd.

But they brought coal! Particularly lignite! I love the smell of burning lignite! It's my favorite thing!

Submitted by: Tharis - 2014-08-24

4 Dead Goat

Outside the gate, someone stumbled on some bones. The were as a collar attached to the bones, so we figured the poor goat deserved a burial, if only for the sake of its owner.

Submitted by: Tharis - 2014-08-24

2 Bedrooms

Sure, we could use a few more, but it shouldn't take long. As you may guess from the multicolored furniture, we broke into cave 2 for lumber, and it is not lacking!

Submitted by: Tharis - 2014-08-24

5 Tragedy

Another goblin siege came, and this time they weren't frightened off by our amazing dodging horse. Most of the animals perished, and were so badly banged up that we couldn't butcher what was left.

Submitted by: Tharis - 2014-08-21