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[neblime]

If you weren't forced into adv mode only I wonder if things would be a little easier for the elves? you could train up more war animals and at least give your elves wooden arrows to shoot at stuff.
Now that I think about it, elves would probably be worse off if the other races get sites of their own to use

[pisskop]

No worries.  Elves are pretty UP, not your fault.  Their strengths either aren't in yet (magic) or aren't used by ai very well (combat) or at all (animals)

Its just the nature of it.

[than402]

Nigh unplayable in retreat mode, I would say. They can't even brew, mill or build mechanisms. They get negative thoughts for lacking a well and they have them forever because they can't build one. And raising the value is a pain because they can't engrave, they can't stud stuff with gems and their only building material is wood. On hindsight, adventuring was the better option. At least I could cause some damage that way. Goblins have similar issues too. Honestly the mod is, for a lack of better word, half finished. That's ok, though, testing the balance was one of the goals.

[wierd]

Sounds like they need some amendments to permitted reactions, and allowed workshops. (but that would require a world regen)

Some suggestions to your specific issues:

"Collect loose rocks" job at a "knapping" workshop, which collects bags of stone.

Make bags of stones into fodder for "river wash stones" with a washplant, to get "river washed cabochons", and as base material for simple tools.

"decorate with seeds" might be another, but potentially against elven ethics. (Depends on if they consider seeds as being plants or not.)

Alternatives include "Collect clay" reaction, with a "collect grown wood" job, to fuel a ceramicist's shop for bricks, etc.

[pisskop]

Well, I imagine that they need more crafts.  Dont give them access to gems unless they trade for them or they mine.  Dont let them use furnaces without lignite, and instead focus on what they can do.

They should have ways of getting allied animals in adventure mode, of better bows and perhaps better agility.  Their forts wont be very valuable to most non-elves, because they dont actually have anything that non-elves are supposed to be able to use.  So make their uniqueness their strength.


---just in my opinion.

[wierd]

In theory, elves should be able to make ceramic goods, (but not bricks, since that isn't their way), and should have access to polished loose stones, (but not mined gems, because that isn't their way).  Things like that.

Possibly silk from vermin spiders, et al, but in tiny quantities.

I am also of the opinion that they should have "Cold workable" metal tools, such as pure copper. (alloys are out of the question, and iron and pals cant be cold worked. Copper, gold, silver, (and to some extent, native aluminum) can all be cold worked though.

Basically, the metal is collected in its raw form, then gently heated. (The source of the heat that is compatible with elven ethics could be manyfold, including compost pile heating, or simple solar heating using hammered mirrors, since the heating does not need to be above melting point) This anneals the raw metal chunk, making it workable using cold working methods. As the metal gets worked in this state, it hardens.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Work_hardening

EG, to make a hammered copper mirror from a native copper nugget, an elf can use a wooden anvil and a wooden hammer (assuming hardwoods are used, and that they are heat processed to harden the wood-- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fire_hardening) to hammer out the sheets of copper. Said mirror can be used concentrate sunlight sufficiently to anneal further copper work, without the need for a fire at all.  (Initial heat sources, again, could include heat from a compost pile to get this initial copper mirror)

Since a fire hardened wood surface can be "harder" than copper, such tools could be used to work copper. 

The rarity of natural copper nuggets would mean that such copper crafts would be closely guarded by elves, and not be a trade good-- however, I can easily see elves working copper within their ethos.

[Broseph Stalin]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Sadly the queen was recalcitrant and I was forced to kill her enterouge. Just as I prepared to cut her down I felt a twinge of pity. If forgave the woman.but I forgave her and she was very gracious.



As I was leaving a diplomat jumped from a tree and assaulted me. He managed to knock me over and bloody my lip before I showed him what for.


Satisfied I called it an early day and slept warmed by the fires of the home tree.

Day 7

I returned home and decided to enlist the help of a fellow human and a dwarf to drive the elf menace from our territory. I attempted to shake down an elf shopkeeper but she resisted and after I knocked her unconscious the dwarf hacked off her head. Not a stellar start but the boys have enthusiasm. We went on to the castle and informed the elf inside that Rifa had lost her interest in ruling. She did not protest for long. I think this is a fine way to end this particular campaign.

http://dffd.wimbli.com/file.php?id=10202

[than402]

i still have sites left...

[Timeless Bob]

Hear me!  I am Strodno "The Scorpion"!  My god, the most unholy tortoise has given me a single purpose: To harvest the tongues of all ungoblin who live in the sunlight, for our Most Terrible and Low requires the laments of many to sate His Wickedness.

Prepare yourselves.

I come.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

8th Hematite, Year 52

   Traveled south, avoiding the political bickering of the various goblin factions until night found me at Gorgehelp's gates.  The only being I found there alive was a quivering dwarf-woman named Maddam Pickpleat.  It seems she was spared when the Hero Jackalmoon came through here a while ago - I renamed her the "Lady of Pain" and gave her a token saying that she was also a Lady of The Dominant Daggers.  Gorgehelps worships our Tortoise Deity unequivocally.  I slept with my head pillowed in the putrefying remains of a previous mayor, while Pickpleat cavorted madly through her empty halls, supping on this or that delicacy conjured from her anguished and broken mind.

9th of Hematite, Year 52
   South again I travelled, until I came to the sleeping dwarven hamlet of 'Lancedappear'.  A few drunks were still deep in thier cups, so although my sword and shield alarmed them, I regaled them with the tales of how I hunted kea in the mountains and how The Dominant Daggers ruled with mercy and gold from Gorgehelp now that they worshipped His Wickedness as well.  Such was the power of my words, that we all decided to leave the sleeping hamlet be for the moment and go snark hunting.  With luck, these fools will be the first in a great horde that I will use to harvest elven and human tongues from their living heads.  A great wordless wailing is soon to follow.  I shiver in anticipation of the harvest...
Seven drunken souls have banded together to make this journey - why is it always seven with dwarves I wonder?

12th of Hematite, Year 52
   The "Snark" are a band of goblin bandits who soon make short work of Happy, Sneezy and the other five drunken louts.  I cheered their skills and went to congratulate their leader, but he punched my head in with one blow, the bastard!

-Finis-

https://www.dropbox.com/s/k1gossh3p6xkznl/Round%2013.zip?dl=0

[ptb_ptb]

It looks like you can't trust bandits, no matter of which species they are. I'll be checking the site count and updating the first post with the turn order for the next round soon.

[EDIT] Site numbers are actually the same as last turn (I think I miscounted by one on the goblins last turn, btw. Not that it makes much difference. ) Turn order, therefore, remains unchanged. Actual population of the sites changed quite a lot, but there was always one or a few that escaped the slaughter.

[cheesemcmuffin88]

PTW

[Broseph Stalin]

It is completely exhausting to depopulate a forest retreat. You're never sure which tree the elves are in, I spent a lot of time just shouting and hoping someone would respond so I could kill them.

[than402]

human settlements on the other hand, are very, very easy to depopulate. they have, like, 5 or 6 soldiers at most and everyone is in their homes. and sometimes a human watches his whole family dying horribly in front of him and he just sits back and waits his turn. and if someone gets away, they run for a while and then they return. i never needed to shout at all.

[ptb_ptb]

52 Early Summer 26th Hematite
Stinthad Olinlid "Stinthad Tongstightness"
I travel to Lancedappear and manage to trade for a steel battle axe. I don't actually have any training in battle axes, but it's got to be better than the large copper dagger I was using before.　I recruit a few drunks. With times like these only drunkards are stupid enough to travel. I wonder what that says about me.

While killing some buzzards one of the drunks finds himself up a tree, completely unable to climb down. I leave him there, after climbing up to get back the dagger I lent to him. I find a small camp of those skulking menaces, kobolds. Unfortunately some of them escaped.

52 Early Summer 27th Hematite
I encounter a giant porcupine. It seems happy to leave me alone so, after consideration, I did the same. Later I encounter a small band of human bandits. I strike them down like the scum they are. There was a bronze crossbow among the items they had looted - I handed it to one of the three drunks. I pass a group of giant kangaroos, then encounter a giant hamster. Soon to be giant hamster steaks.

Ack! Alligators!  (x_x)

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[than402]

hey guys, i got new on my war against the humans: I think I won

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Ametha Amalaafi was a regular forest guard of the Dead Typhoons. He had a good life. But everything changed when that thrice cursed Takru Deathblow attacked. He killed his friends and family and stole the woodland's treasures. Everywhere he turned he tortured and killed the elves. It seemed nothing could stop this threat. There were whispers that the only wise move was to surrender to the humans, a life of serfdom being seen as preferable to genocide. Many were dishearthened and did not dare to fight back.

Not Amalaafi.

He vowed vengeance. He would kill this Takru and claim justice for his loved ones. But he would not stop there. He knew that the cause of his people's sufferings were not people like Takru but the human realm called The Realm Of Tours that was nurturing them and supporting them. If his people were to live in peace, The Realm Of Tours had to die.

So he gathered his stuff and trekked up north, to the hamlet of Tellwealthy. There he met the ruling couple and their three children. He grabbed a bronze spear and made his ultimatum. The lord laughed at him. Ametha struck down his kid. He ceased to laugh. Five minutes later, all five of the were dead and Tellwealthy had a new lord.

Then he moved up north, to Fastenmoistens. Once again he made his demands, once again he was denied. But Ametha was a stubborn elf and the humans were weak and cowardly. He raised his spear and charged.

The hamlet of Fruitclobbered was next, yet when he entered the mead hall there was no one there. He claim the place by default.

Mulepuzzle was the last hamlet still owing allegiance to The Realm Of Tours. He killed his lord, but as he was walking to town he heard many footsteps coming to him. He turned and saw a goblin force. Two hammermen and an archer. He faced the archer fist, easily dodging an arrow and offing him with two blows, one on his arm and one on his neck. The he turned to the next one, a hammergoblin. He stuck first in the goblin's torso, tearing the beast's muscle. But the goblin stood lucky and managed a solid hit to his hand, rendering it useless. Ametha retaliated, and the goblin fell unconscious. Ametha delivered the coup de grace and made his escape. The town of Paperscale was next. That's where the "elf-slayer" resided. Ametha would make him regret the day he set foot into the woods. After offing a merchant that insulted him, Ametha started looking for allies. He found some at the military quarters of the town, an elvish wrestler and three dwarves. He managed to talk them into ending his tyranny, and the five of the ventured into the palace where he resided.

There was Takru, sitting on top of several corpses with a smug grin on his face.

"Takru Deathblow, in the name of Narena and the Obeisant Oranges i sentence you to death for crimes against the elvenkind. Say what prayers you want to say to whatever demon you worship and come meet your maker."

Takru drew his sword and charged. Ametha knew better than to come and face him man to man. He threw a dagger at him and let his allies swarm him first. After he had already received several blows, he stepped in and fractured his sword arm. Takru fell unconscious. Ametha raised his spear and slashed his neck. It was done. Takru lied dead and Paperscale belonged to Ametha.

With a grin on his face, Ametha travelled west. There he saw a river. He stepped into the water, all the while boasting of his swimming skills to the dwarves. But as he swimmed, he felt the pain from the goblin's blow returning. He rushed into the other side, but the torrents and the burden of his loot was too heavy. Ametha drowned while on his way to Tradegangs.

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