Best. Dev. Log. Ever.
The human village of The Settlement Of Gasping.
"Firefly brains! Fiiiiiiirefly brains! Come taste my wares! Firefly brains, get em while they're, um, cerebral! Ah, Mayor McHuman. Can I tempt you with a delicious, highly nutritious excised firefly brain?"
"No thank you, Shopkeeper McHuman. I had a complete breakfast, as today my plans are going ahead!"
"Would your plans involve all these crates marked 'giant mould spore', Mr Mayor?"
"Most perceptive, my friend! You see, I lie in mortal dread each night of tHaT wHiCh lIeS bElOw. We cannot build our houses on this tainted soil. We cannot! Which is why I plan to make The Settlement Of Gasping into a flying village, the first one of its kind. We will build floating roads for trade, and there are plenty of floating streams up there for fresh water."
"You know, I always wondered about those. But Mr Mayor, isn't it dangerous to be so high up? What if people stray from the floating roads at night, and fall to the ground?"
"Piffle. Our industrious firefly farms will provide all the light we need. Oh, that reminds me, I must put in an order for another box of millimetre-long cleavers when the dwarven caravan next comes round."
"Well, you've sold me. How do you plan to make our houses fly, sir?"
"We will be born aloft on bundles of giant mould spores, imported specially! Look here, my friend, upon these magnificent creatu ...oh, they've melted. Oh well."