Gods have mercy on our souls! We arrived in this lush area more than a year ago. The trees were plentiful and the ponds yielded many fish. We even struck more limestone than we would ever need for steel. It was our dream that this would easily turn into a mighty, populous stronghold to withstand the test of time.
The hippos turned that dream into a nightmare.
Our original party was attacked by them leaving just two dwarves. Then it was the migrants who were loitering around the wagon who also met a gruesome fate by the gray menace, Tamehames!
Now he loiters around our entrance. We could not make crafts for the traders because of this great loss, and now we must brave the dry season with our current supplies.
Armed with a wooden crossbow and bone bolts, he stands looking over the traders should another hippo attempt an ambush from the river... - Gaulgath
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