Welp, that took a while. In any case, save's
the save. I have no idea who's next.
Deus' Diary, Obsidian.Gwolfski decided to name his shield. I'm not entirely sure why; it's just a piece of goblin cap with a grip on it, but if it keeps morale up I guess it's fine. In other military news, another forgotten beast has appeared in the caves. This one seems to be another gigantic spider, but it can't seem to find a way past the walls. For now it seems content to hang around murdering rats in cold blood, so I guess we'll leave it alone.
A lot of our trained animals seem to be reverting to wild states. Fortunately, they're all still inside their cages and don't pose any danger, but I think that their trainers wouldn't be so lax if they were wandering around among the populace. Actually, now that I write that down I realise that it's the opposite of what I think. If the animals were loose I'm fairly sure that the trainers would be barricaded in a room somewhere waiting for the screams to start.
In any case, my year in charge is drawing to a close. In spite of my efforts, the militia is still at far less than the strength you'd think we need in order to survive, but no one seems to want to attack us. Probably because of the same reasons that no one wants to try escaping. Sometimes I think it'd be better if the caravans just left us alone and let the snow hide us from the rest of the world. Then again, the news about the madmen in charge here will hopefully mean they won't try this again without sending some actual trained guards to prevent pretty much everything that's happened here from happening again.