HOW IS THE FORT INDEED
I have some kind-of bad news, in that I've had some unexpected IRL stuff happen in the last couple of days that make getting enough time to play and write up these things pretty difficult. It's quite doubtful I'll have time to do the next two seasons until next Monday. :\
To that extent I've treated Autumn as Spring, pausing, saving and quitting as soon as it hit. I'm happy to email the save so far to whoever's next and we can just switch at Autumns or something. Otherwise if people are happy to wait a week or so that's fine by me too.
ANYWAY LET'S SEE WHAT THE CURRENT AUTHOR AT THE HELM HAS BEEN UP TO
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Despite being instated as mayor, Olon does not wield her power in any meaningful way. So, noticing an opportunity, I continued ordering dwarves around behind her back. Therefore, construction on the waterfall continued uninterrupted.
Mostly uninterrupted.
We were first clued in by the moos that echoed around the dining room. I didn't know who to yell at, so I just stood up and bellowed.
"FOR GOD'S SAKE WHO THE HELL LET TWO COWS INTO THE WATERFALL PIPES?!" I screamed, mildly injuring my larynx.
Nobody spoke up.
"HOW DOES THAT EVEN HAPPEN? WH- *cough cough* who let them in there?! Who led them what is actually quite a long distance, then DOWN SOME STEPS I thought it was impossible for cows to walk down steps and then INTO THE PIPES and then BUILT A WALL, SEALING THEM IN?!"
Rovod, one of the stoneworkers, raised a hand. "I.. uh... thought that they were... we need them to.. needed to power the... uh... water... pusher... s."
"The pumps, Rovod? What do you think the windmills are for?!!"
"The... roundwheeleys? I thought... they were for the... cows to... ride?"
"ROVOD GET THE COWS OUT OF THE PLUMBING THIS INSTANT"
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After what seemed to be an eternity the waterfall construction was finished. While it does not sound too amazing, being sprayed by a fine mist while eating is actually very soothing.
I commanded the stoneworkers to start engraving the walls. This dining room was destined to be the stuff of legend. Although the engravers do include Rovod, so who knows what he'll come up with.
Could be worse.
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Most people had forgotten about stolen baby Vabok in favour of partying around one of the stone tables. But I had not!
The construction above the statue garden had potential. I ordered it converted into an impenetrable tower from which marksdwarves could rain
pointy hell down on any goblins that think they can steal another child.
Another level constructed on top of the existing wall, with a floor added. Fortifications on the walls. Couldn't be simpler.
I swear it was within minutes of construction beginning when Rovod walked out onto a precipice and constructed the very section of wall that would prevent him returning.
"I'm... I fell on the... wall... I'm stuck?" he mumbled. "Help!"
The other stoneworkers shouted at him to be quiet, and they'd build a bridge to him soon enough.
Instead he just cried, "Help! Help!" over and over, so all of the fortifications were finished before the masons lay a single stone to help him. He deserved it, I guess, but we could hear him from the statue garden and it was very annoying.
I considered drafting him into the military, in the hopes that he'd get killed, but if he survived long enough to walk to the barracks... the idea of a
dangerous Rovod sends shivers up my spine.
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Suggested future developments:
Do something about Rovod. He is the dumbest dwarf that there is. As soon as he was free he brought some more cows up to the fort.
The fort's outside is complete and I've ordered the construction of a bunch of floor grates so that dwarves don't fall down while still keeping light in the statue garden.
I've also placed two chains at the fort entrance to bind war dogs to. There should be one in training, and one already wandering around somewhere.
Once some more immigrants arrive, get some more marksdwarves happening. Bolts are in production if we have bones; Autumn arrived before I had time to check.
I've also almost entirely neglected trade with the outside world, so maybe some crafts need to be crafted. We only have three dogs all up and there's been suspiciously little breeding. Next dude should look into getting a breeder so we can get some puppies, and then eventually some more war dogs. Or a meat industry.
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