Ah, you again! To be honest, I would have thought the Queen would have killed you by now. No offense to you, of course. The office of Royal Messenger just happens to have a rather quick... turnaround. Anyhow, your usual room has already been prepared, so feel free to look around all you like.
I'm sure you noticed the cleanup we did outside the walls recently. To be honest, we were fine just covering the mountains of junk with leaves and leaving it there, out of sight. We changed our minds after the large goblin assaults of this year. Not because we ran out of leaves, but the caravans had already been complaining of wagon axles getting jammed with goblin socks, and we thought if it got any worse they would stop coming altogether.
That's when we channeled out the magma moat, mainly so we could chuck the green wretch's unmentionables in there, rather then piling them up inside. The Marksdwarves say it helps keep the invaders at a good distance from the wall, and our trader was overjoyed that he wouldn't have to try and keep a straight face while selling those things to the humans.
As a small side note, if you hadn't happened to look down, our gabbro bridges have been replaced with iron ones, mostly for dignities sake. - Razin
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( 77 Early Spring to onwards )
You may have noticed a group of statues on your way in, depending which path you took through the forest. Oh, you missed it? Well, had you come from the north-west, you would have seen these statues. This marks the first battle to take place on our new home. In Mid-Autumn of last year (76), the caravan from the mountianhome was ambushed by the filthy Green Menace, you may have heard about it back in the city.
Be the time our lookouts spotted it, the trio of goblin bowmen and a horde of wrestlers had butchered most of the civilians. The brave caravan hammerdwarves managed to break the cowards' resolve and forced a rout, though the few that survived were mortally wounded. By the time we got there, there was but one surviving dwarf, and his mule. It took a while to get the story from him, as he had gone quite mad. Our would-be rescuers ended up being witnesses to his wedding (to his mule, who also seemed to have lost it's mind).
After salvaging what we could (we desperately needed the animals and supplies we had ordered from them the year before), we decided something should be done to honor the brave soldiers who drove the goblins away from our home. These statues were commissioned to do just that. Admittedly, they're rather plain, as our mason was still learning his trade. Though if he asks, tell him it does indeed look like three armored dwarves killing a green goblin. He's a rather sensitive lad. - Razin
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