06Galena103 - 01Moonstone103F002-02-01The ducks flew off into the distance, giving Pkop time to organize the walling of the brook.
Work was slow and those with small children kept losing them to the torrent, but careful micromanagement of the project led it to success.
By the 22nd of Galena the project was completed. This would allow the water north of the brook to drain, possibly making time go by faster. Time was strangely slow in this place.
In Limestone, Vucar Swamseal arrived to address our concerns. We offered her our mediocre quality weaponry, expressed our concern at not having a functioning military, and arranged the export of zombie parts as experimental subjects. Vucar seemed relatively pleased at our progress and trade commensed for food and seeds. Oddly, no booze was available for trade, which will force us to use water in the hellhole . . .
Ducks! The ducks of the area found the caravan, chewing up a guards hand and making a mess to be cleaned up. Worse, as we were hauling the parts away some reanimated and attacked! An emergency burrow was created and volunteers bravely stomped on the pieces until they stopped moving. A head proved particularly gruesome and ripped open the skull of the mechanic, who is now resting in the hospital. Its own end was at the feet of Pkop. The force of the blow was enough to send it into the cage traps.
Pkop volunteered to weave the fabric and tend to the patient. Not like he is using his goddamn military skills without a military,
right? Thankfully, despite the skull and some false ribs being broken, no permanent casualties were sustained.
New ducks migrated into the area, apparently intent on becoming a staple of the region. Migrants from the now-draconian fort of Backside were forced to struggle through them. Amoung them is a legendary pump operator!
New rooms are dug out in anticipation of even more migration in the future
Animals purchased in the trade session were beginning to grow hungry. Their butchering proved annoying and long. Both biomes reanimate under proper conditions, albeit they seem sporadic. Pkop noticed that being handled by the living seemed to be essential for the reanimation to occur.
Those ducks didn't reanimate, and the skins only seemed to when somebody went to tan them. Still, without a military trap spam and mass burrows were required, much to the detriment of production.
28 Sandstone. Mountain goats are attempting to path into our fort. The bridge is closed for safety. The shift causes a mood, and a diorite quern is the result. Good for showing off, not so good for anything else.
Our next objectives are to create a decontamination pool and breach the caverns. And get a military.