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Fortress:
Project Superbowl II - Part 2
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Shurikane |
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And it became a mountainhome. This farce, this charade, this... Project Superbowl II, Project Glory Hole, whatever they damn well call it. It became the capital of our civilization. This vulgar lump of green glass.
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Shurikane
- 2016-09-19
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So many overworked dwarves, so many years of effort, all for this. All for this.
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Shurikane
- 2016-09-19
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No. No no no no no. You all can't possibly be serious. This is insane. This is what the workers had slaved on for a hundred and fifteen years?
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Shurikane
- 2016-09-19
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Fortress:
Project Superbowl II - Part 1
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Shurikane |
17 - Arrested Development
This part of the fortress lay unfinished.
They had discovered adamantine. Adamantine! And the foolish workers had stopped the project just shy of collecting the precious metal. This was a disgrace. There was no reason in the world for a dwarf to find something more important to do than collecting adamantine...
"Hey, youse!" yelled a dwarf in the stairway. "Come upstairs! We're about to activate the project!"
Come to think of it, the familiar rumbling had stopped...
Continued in Part 2...
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Shurikane
- 2016-09-19
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16 - The Other Vault
Another door into dark and bare rock.
This time, I shot it opened, took the blacksmith by the scruff of his neck, and dragged him inside.
I closed the door behind me, bathing the two of us in perfect, oppressing darkness.
"You tell me about this place." I whispered. "Else we shall step further into it - and I will leave you there."
"No! NO! Please don't! Anything but this!"
"Start talking."
"Some... some of us, they'd been bitten by werebeasts. We couldn't do anything against them. They... they been our brothers! We couldn't be killin' them!"
"So what does this have to do with the place?"
"We didn't mean them no harm! Honest! We just led them here, and, and we told the lot of 'em to wait. I did it once, it's the only reason I be knowin'. Please let me go!"
I shoved him out, grabbed Mace, and went further in.
Inside, the torch revealed smooth slabs of stone among the rock. From them came no sound... except one, a tune hummed quietly, alone.
We listened further. Faintly, we heard, "What a mighty fine drawbridge. Never get tired of seein' it."
I turned back, motioning Mace behind me.
"Let's get out of here. This place gives me the chills."
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Shurikane
- 2016-09-19
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14 - Samantha Fisher
Curiously, this door led into a narrow hallway cut into bare rock.
"Don't go in there." warned the blacksmith. "Manager's orders."
"What's beyond?" I asked.
"No one remembers. We were told to forget."
Mace sighed. "Surely you can share with outsiders! Y'all don't even have a hammerer! Nobody's gonna yell at you if you tell us! So are ya gonna spill the beans or not?"
No answer. Silence. Except for a haunting wail coming from the dark corridor's bowels.
We all froze. The plaintive moan turned into a full-blown crying fit, a fit of unbridled rage, a plead for help, a litany of threats and curses. All in under a minute.
The blacksmith made for the stairs.
"Keep talking whenever you pass through here." he said.
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Shurikane
- 2016-09-19
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13 - Mausoleum
The blacksmith had admitted he had no work to do at the time. So, we dragged him along.
Further, much further down was the burial chamber.
I stood aghast. "Are all of these coffins filled?"
The blacksmith nodded. "For the most part, aye. Them's about half our long gone bretheren."
"And the other half?"
"Disappeared. From one day to the next, just, poof, never to be seen again. Their memorials be on the floor below."
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Shurikane
- 2016-09-19
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12 - Sleeping Quarters
Without surprise, the accommodations for the populace had been fashioned with simple efficiency. Every dwarf deserved a bed, two cabinets, and two chests for their belongings. Only the queen was the exception. Everyone else, even the head manager, had one of these anonymous apartments.
Curiously, some ill-shaped rooms sat empty. At times, the door led to nowhere, opening on a solid wall. There, we could hear the rumble more fiercely than usual.
An idea struck.
"Who had the bedroom beyond this door?" I yelled out, pointing at one of those useless entryways. "Show yourself!"
A dirty, stout blacksmith came up the stairway. "'Twas my room once, aye. What are ye wishin' ta know?"
"What's there now?"
"That? Them's the pumps, my man. They bored the machinery straight through the quarters."
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Shurikane
- 2016-09-19
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11 - Reservoir
The air was warm down below. Warmer than what a cave should've been.
We had ended up in a storage area. No cause for alarm. Still, we took a moment to spread out and verify the contents. Blocks, blocks, and more blocks. Most of them had never been used before, simply kept as some way to clear the stone out from everyone's path.
We found a corridor on the west wall. It used a green glass ceiling, allowing us to witness the source of the heat: a magma reservoir.
"What in the world are they hoping to accomplish with that?" said Mace.
I shrugged. I was becoming desensitized to the surprises already. What was one more on top of the pile?
Anyway it's not like a band of dwarves can be so reckless as to dig out a whole mountain to turn it into a magma storage.
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Shurikane
- 2016-09-19
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10 - Room of Curious Materials
There was no more to see in the courtyard. We took the northern stairway.
Our first stop was this sober room. Pillars had been constructed in a decidedly purposeful fashion, but I could see little reason behind the design. An unfinished room, perhaps?
And then it dawned on us. All the materials making up the pillars were rare. Some of them could not be found in the area at all.
Huh. Neat.
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Shurikane
- 2016-09-19
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09 - The Vault
"Now, that's more like it!"
Everyone sprang forth to admire the incredible plethora of items laid out each in their own display case. Gemstones of the highest quality, precious artifacts, clothing decorated with infinite care - there must've been millions' worth in this room alone.
Well, if anything, they have not lost their sense for craftsdwarfship.
But so far, this was the only normality in this mad place. And this, in and of itself, was suspicious.
It was like this was the last bastion of their culture, their origins. And they had merely tucked it away in a convenient box.
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Shurikane
- 2016-09-19
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08 - Whippit Version 2.0
We made for the silver cube on the eastern end of the courtyard.
Inside was another cube, made of lead.
We found a level, and pulled it. Right away, our macedwarf outstretched a hand to bar the passage. "It is littered with traps. Watch your step."
"What is the point of this?" I said. "This doesn't make much sense."
He stepped forward, carefully working around the various plates and gears laid out in the floor. Meanwhile, we searched the other floors of the structure. It turned out to be a classical drop bit: lever-activated hatches, cage slots, and platforms linked to retractable machinery.
"That's peculiar." said the macedwarf. "They didn't design this chamber to kill their prisoners quickly."
"What makes you say that?" I asked.
"The traps... they each contain one, and only one whip."
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Shurikane
- 2016-09-19
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07 - Inner Courtyard
We bolted upstairs as fast as we could. The stairs took us to the very top of the mountain.
No one had told us it was a volcano. And now, no one could guess it was one. Everything had been neatly covered up in green glass through and through, making the whole place look artificially made. What little nature remained consisted of the ground's bare rock, untouched and raw.
At the far end of the plateau, we witnessed a large tower of solid gold. Surely the noble quarters. But to the right, we saw... dwarves in a cage.
Once again, we stopped a passing worker. "Excuse me, what are these dwarves in the cage over there?"
"Prisoners." he said without turning to look at us, simply continuing on his way. "They were with a goblin siege party."
"And... how long have they been in there?"
"'Bout 110 years."
Submitted by:
Shurikane
- 2016-09-19
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