I can't seem to extract the files. It claims the folder is empty whenever I try to open or extract from it. Is it meant to be titled Steelhold, by the way?
Edit: never mind, it's working now. Is there anything I need here besides the raw folder?
Asmoth's Log.
It took some levering, but eventually I got the others to see things from my point of view. If we are to cross the seas in search of new lands, we need to scout the lands before us. Who knows, there may be something even more dangerous than us waiting on the shores of the place we attempt to conquer. Imagine my disappointment, then, when we landed the boat and found nothing but more of the same waiting for us. I sent Thikut to find out about the area, as she has always found it easier to integrate with mortals, probably because of her youthful looks. Apparently, they call this land Alabelina, or the Momentous Land. The lands to the north seem well fortified, so it would be best for our invasion to begin in the south. From there, our army will have to advance up a narrow pass between the Adventurous Ocean and the Famous Sea, but it will be easier to conquer the north with the supplies we can plunder from the south rather than travel overseas for months and attempt to take a well armed foe. Unfortunately, our soldiers are still somewhat... volatile, but they are a fierce fighting force in spite of this.
Stodir Melbillegon leaned back in her throne, patiently waiting for her general to finish the report. She had been queen for nearly six hundred years, but somehow the heads of her army always seemed to be windbags. She held up a hand, and Kol finally stopped talking.
"So, essentially, there are unsubstantiated reports of a vampire army assaulting the lands to the south and you're advising me to send help before they are overrun," she snapped.
"Yes, my lady," said Kol.
"No."
"What!? My queen, if we don't send help to the south-"
"Then what? We'll lose hundreds, thousand of dwarves and even if we win, what would we get out of it? A few thank yous, and empty promises of help when we get invaded because of our loses."
"Your grace, if we do nothing, then the invaders will turn north eventually," Kol protested.
"So we shall stop them at the pass. A single well equipped fortress will be enough to stop them at the cost of only a hundred or so dwarves. Tell me why that isn't a better option," Stodir said.
"Thousands will die!" the general shouted.
"And what does that mean to us? If you truly mean to oppose me on this, feel free."
Kol sighed, defeated. The queen had ruled longer than anyone else, and her enemies had a habit of vanishing mysteriously. The priests claimed she had been blessed with long life by Zas, but her opponents that were smart enough to survive whispered darker tales.
"What is this fortress to be called, then?" she asked.
"Demongate. I'll leave it up to you to make the arrangements."
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