After your mind shorts after seeing the fort, catch up with the story. It's been exciting, and Taupe gave tips to the next overseer a few pages back
The reason of why it took so long for me to take over is because I was reading. This is worthy of the hall of legends, at par with Boatmurdered and Headshoots.
Journal of Mate, the 888th, Overseer of DoomforestsWhen me and my crew of explorers were going to the we tought ruined, abandoned and extremely scary fort of Doomforests, we had a chance to stop in a human city and return to the Mountainhomes. If it wasn't for the fact that humans have a considerable case of wereantelopeness, I would be still regretting not taking the chance.
I must admit, I came to the fort with the sole purpouse of looting it and maybe figuring out what happened, as the diplomat that returned to the Town of Stroking only said that "this rude savages all died and never attended me! How disappointing!".
When the Supergoat trapped us with the mad doctor, I actually felt bad for him and decided to stay. I do not regret my choices, as this is better than suffering the harsh treatments of the King's men.
Now, I'm the overseer of Doomforests, as well as a miner, and that includes all responsabilities that can be resumed in "make sure the fort lasts another year" thing.
((OOC: I don't know hot to look at the dates ingame, so it'll be hard to detect future bloodmoons.))
Now, I have to take a look at the fort to see how it's organized and...
I'm gonna have a heart attack.
WHERE IS EVERYTHIN?! I can't find a trade depot that's not blocked, nor the workshops and the only thing to notice is Mr. Smuntsu eating the rotten body of our former mayor!
I hope you choke on it, asshole.
Also, to make things more confusing, I am in the middle of a bunch of rooms that I have no idea why were they excavated for!
Okay, I've calmed down and I found everything I said I couldn't find.
I'm still confused on why is there a half built basalt wall next to the trade depot that is "suspended" but I'll ask Mr. Taupe II about that.
Well, the fort seems doing decently now, the vampire lord, Ushrir is minding his own buisness, eating dead trolls and such, the farms are going well, and we have a nice masterwork dood made by Superminion. Who, if I recall correctly, is my superminion now! Nice!
Okay, I'll let the engravers finish engraving the newly built bedrooms (those rooms I didn't knew why were they there) and then put the beds up.
Then, I'll start making long-term plans for what to do next.
((OOC: If you were so nice as to ask me to do something, it would be good))
Hm, we're running low on wood, and there's no way I'll be opening up the caverns... For now. I'll see what to do.
That title is so armokdamn accurate...
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An elvish caravan arrived while I made some boring micromanaging.
Oh, nevermind, the idiot is not moving. Come on! How hard is it for an elf to move trought a fucking forest? Especially because you are a lone merchant with a cow! Not too hard to get trough the trees?
Let me see, it's 11th of Granite, so the treehugger has plenty of time to show us if he's a monster or just a cannibalistic zealot like normal elves.
Well, that'll do for now. May Armok have mercy on our souls if we let a deer-elf inside our walls.