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Homicidal, xenophobic, fanatical dwarves in a harsh wilderness.

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An experiment in population control

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The Real World: Dwarf Fortress - Haunted Jungle Edition

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Dwarven Explorers, desperate refugees, and demon-possessed migrants.

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[CatalystParadox]

Journal of Ducim Helmeddawn, Broker
18th Hematite, 553

Tragedy struck today, as the dwarf in the forge finally snapped, having not recieved any materials whatsoever.

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The poor creature wasted away almost before our eyes, withered with a thirst that seemed almost... unnatural.  Too many of the ravings from the logs of the founders of this place seem eerily familiar.  I have begun to dream...

The dwarves in the hospital will now have water - I have finally taken matters into my own hands and constructed a well for us - using the desalination techniques I have seen outlined in Zasit's books.

Speaking of books, it has come to my attention we lack a bookkeeper.  I have begun asking for volunteers, lest I need to take up this responsibility myself.  ((Hint hint - who wants to be dorfed as a bookkeeper?))

23rd Hematite, 553
Sweet Armok Christ!  It came out of nowhere!

I was minding my own business, just trying to enjoy a nice -prepared mule lung-, when a troglodyte, several dogs, and those two macedwarves come barrelling in, straight into me!   Apparently the blasted thing found its way up from the caverns and started causing trouble.  One of the macedwarves was still using his bare fists, despite the recently finished batch of copper maces, and the other was hitting the thing with, of all things, an elven bow. 

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I did what any good dwarf would do, and immediately rushed to their aid.  I tackled the creature to the ground while the macedwarf brutally smashed its head in, finishing it off.

Speaking of the dogs, there are suddenly a great many around.  I have ordered the construction of a kennels - we might actually have quite a force if we were to turn them into war dogs.  As for the ongoing troglodyte problem - I have ordered a wall built around our entrance to the caverns - it is well past time we controlled what comes and goes from down there.  Who knows what foul creatures lurk in the depths?  Far worse than troglodytes, I am quite sure.

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In confusing news, I swear some of the dwarves skills have changed or disappeared - Led no longer has the mining designation or any skill in it, though I am not sure she ever acquired any... but even stranger, House, who I specifically picked for his Diagnosing skill, does not seem to have any.  I'll enable them again for both and just hope they catch up, I guess.  Any takers for the bookkeeper position?  Ideally someone new, if there's anyone lurking.

[Dr.House]

since I am nolonger meddwarf , I call bookeeper!

[elitetaco3519]

i have just go done reading this, all i can say is awesome!! I would like to be dorfed at any point please 
Awesome worked man, awesome.

[CatalystParadox]

Sweet, any preferences for profession or a name other than your forum name?

[elitetaco3519]

i dont care which one, but i prefer like Taco

[CatalystParadox]

Journal of Ducim Helmeddawn, Broker
5th Malachite, 553

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Just as I suspected!  One of the migrants I rescued from Led's wrath has recovered, and tells us his name is "Taco" Knifedrink.  He is a dwarf of many talents.

Meanwhile, House has 'volunteered' to keep our books - which seems to be little but a flimsy excuse to get himself the office he's wanted for so long, which he immediately turned around and demanded.  It is beyond me why a fisherdwarf would be so interested in his own office, but if he's going to keep our records, I suppose its just as well.  Funny though, who knew he was even literate?

In return for his new office I have asked for a full count of our stocks.  It's high time we had a decent record.

Our miners have been digging ever deeper, in the hope of finally reaching some real ore.  Until now we have only reached some malachite, galena, and an absurd amount of spheralite.  Not even a speck of tetrahedrite, let alone any iron ores.  Though I feel sorry for Herock, with nothing worthwhile to smith, the tomb has been neglected.  It is mere weeks from completion, so I have redirected efforts there, for the time being.  Led has drafted Herock into the military in the meantime - I assigned him one of our newly-trained war dogs, to try to soften the blow.

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Furthermore, we have finally established a gem workshop.  Though we may be poor in ores, we have accumulated quite a supply of jewels.

23rd Malachite, 553

I have just received word that our chief grower has been seized by a fey mood!  Let's see what Bob produces...

24th Malachite, 553

Bob has started work in a craftsdwarf's shop.  That's not important.  What's important is Mistem Paddlewilts, one of our precious miners, just injured himself with a cavein while working on the great tomb.  I have no idea how he even managed to trigger a cave-in...  at least he survived.

OH SWEET INOD!

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A gorlak has somehow made its way into our fort.  Although the Livid Planks sprang into action after it, it managed to find its way into the tomb and shake poor Mistem around by the head even as they chased it down.  Miraculously he survived, but that poor dwarf! (I have no idea what the clouds of boiling magma are about)

Risen astounds me.  She continues to dig the Tomb, heedless of the whole ruckus, even as the Gorlak is in the room she does not cease.  Sometimes I think there is something wrong with her - but I wouldn't trade her focus for anything.

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Kogan Daggerheat the macedwarf seems to have developed some unique fighting style that allows him to strike at organs by manipulating the head with his hands.  What he did to that Gorlak was truly horrific - but I am grateful that he put the beast down.  Meanwhile it seems the poor mad armorer has gone off to waste away of thirst - Thirst (and lack of useful minerals) seems to be the curse of this place...

2nd Galena, 553

Bob has finished his construction!  Azothfikod: "Immortalityglazes" A quartzite ring!  It is encrusted with quartzite and decorated with cave spider silk.  It's elegant in its simplicity, really.  Both of the artifacts from this fort are rings, at this point.  If we ever get any proper nobles, 5 silver says they immediately claim and wear both of them... if only we had silver for wagering, that is.  So - Bob's a legendary stonecrafter now, and will be making all our export goods from now on... Funny, I still think my ring was better.

21st Galena, 553

A peasant and several dogs were killed by a sudden giant bat attack, just as everyone was focusing on the arrival of the human merchants.  The Livid Planks made short work of the creature, but the thing was surprisingly tough.  They battled it for most of the day, right in the middle of the legendary dining hall (why must all our battles take place on top of my masterpieces?  From now on I will engrave art intended to be viewed through a thick coating of gore).  Led even joined in, apparently thinking it looked fun. 

In the middle of it all... what?  No!

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::Ducim Cancels Write In Journal: Too Enraged>::

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Oooh, this has the potential for FUN.

In a few days time, let's hope we get to see Ducim flip his lid.  It's about time for a Led post anyway.

::CP cancels post - drinking margarita::

[CatalystParadox]

P.S. I've set you up with a nice big office in a remote corner of the fort, House - I figure you can do whatever weird esoteric stuff you want there, relatively unperturbed. Except by the occassional (frequent) minor (enormous) disturbance (fort-wide battle claiming many lives and spattering the place with !!ZOMBIE GORLAK BILE!! or something)) that may (will) result in a running battle through every corner of the freaking fort.  Yep, it came right to your doorstep, both times.

Apparently I have not sealed the cavern entrance as well as I could.

Taco is apparently happy about his recent bath.  (how un-dwarfy!)  I have no idea how my dwarves are able to take baths.  He's been idle a lot and chatting up the other dwarves around the fortress.  With a little luck, maybe he'll shack up with Led!

Bob is ECSTATIC about his recent creation.  Seriously, I didn't know dwarf moods went so high.  Therapist says "1105".    Yeah.  Everything else ought to be depressing him (haunted by the dead, like everyone else, annoyed by flies, slept without a room) except the food - he's "corpulent" and seems to enjoy spending a lot of time in the legendary dining room eating fine meals, but hey... whatever makes him !!ecstatic!!

Herocks is taking the whole military thing rather well.  He's still lying around the hospital being waited on, of course, with plenty of company from Sodel Lovelyflag and the other 2 in there, plus his dog.  His fractured elbow will take a little time, I think, but he doesn't seem to be in any rush.

[Haika]

Bob is da man.


err... Dwarf-man

[Dr.House]

epic thaks for the office!

Notes from the Diary of Dr.Gregory

Well, joyus new I've got the ofice i need to continue my research! Sorry for such a long long time between my writings, but my duties had driven me a bit insane and I was found crieing in the booze stockpiles, a month after being last seen, i must have drank so much.

But now! Now I can continue my work! Now I can Finally figure out how the bloody creatures work!

My notes seemed to stop right after I had gotten to the brain, this of course, happened before the incident. Now i must continue on, working to see how these things work, I must know, because these thing threaten the very halls that I live in, the hall that I came from, the world itself,I have procured the corpse form the cold sotrage and am going continue on what is left.(from this point I seemes to return to the Medical neatness of before.)

                                                                           Disection report

Ah, so long since I have seem the inworkings of this thing, but now that I do, I am still amazed but its oddness. The inlarged brain, heart, multiple stomachs, oddly inlarged and expanded intestinal tract, but I must continue on.(more tomarow, need sleep, but glad to be back!)

[CatalystParadox]

Journal of Ducim Helmeddawn, Broker
25 Galena, 553

Though there has been a human caravan waiting for me to come out and finalize our trade agreements, I felt my time would be better used bringing water to Herock, Sodel, and the other injured parties.  After all, our little hospital is quite crowded, and the merchants can wait - we have all we could need and more.  I will see about redirecting efforts toward digging a more suitable hospital in the rock, sometime soon.

The echoing cheers from below reveal that Geshud fellow finally finished off the Giant Bat with his new mace, bashing in its skull.  Perhaps now the novel concept of ARMING our militia will catch on.

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When I did trade with the humans I found them an odd bunch.  A fellow (whose name resembles those "novelty" crafts I've heard so much about) tried to trade me bolts made of, of all things, silver, and zinc cages and crafts.  Zinc is one thing we really have plenty of.  I bought a pair of cats from him to try and curb this knuckle worm problem we've been having, and maybe chase off those rats with the funny eyes, and offered him a barrel of duck's blood the elves had left in return.  I noticed they had several barrels of blood... a most unusual diet.

Thinking no more of it, I proceded to trade our crafts for their seeds (We are desperately overdue in setting up a proper textile industry - especially if those poor souls in the hospital are ever going to get better), meats (ah, delicious polar bear meat and firefly brains),  and some splints.  I would have acquired a crutch, but the only one they had was apparently some kind of masterpiece, because they wanted nearly 1,000 pieces of silver for it!  Unfortunately, there was little enough of value they could offer us.

12 Limestone, 553

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The Great Tomb is finally finished!  Of course, some of the newer dwarves seem to have missed the point and immediately buried some of the dead and still unburied there.  Luckily I caught their mistake before Led found out.  I am having the founders moved down immediately, and I've asked Bob to help me create some new memorial slabs.  There are already quite a few, but they were all created before the two of us found our great Inspiration.

Furthermore, I have discovered the reason our mining is going so slowly is that two of the dwarves in the hospital are those who were meant to be the new miners!  Only Risen has been doing our digging, lately, and though she does an admirable job, it is past time she had apprentices.  We still have not carved out enough of any level of our fort, and our farms are in need of expansion - to say nothing of our ongoing search for decent ore.  At least now we have some malachite, which will allow us to make copper.  It is better than nothing.  I have temporarily made several new miners of the most recent wave of migrants.  We are now making excellent progress on our project to expand our farms and grow some of the many light-loving crops we have acquired.  Once our various industries are started and we can even see about covering the light-slots with glass.  We certainly have enough sand.

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As a final note, everyone seems very pleased with the new Tomb.  ((Almost everyone has a mood around 130-140... Bob's still soaring at 625))  I am using their good spirits to try to put our goods in some sort of order and see about creating proper stockpiles and work areas.

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Sorry I've been away a while folks.  Catalyst cancels Play Dwarf Fortress - attempting to build new PC.  Catalyst cancels build new PC - component defective or damaged. (etc.)  On the plus side, when this secret construction is finally finished, I'll finally be able to run Dwarf Fortress with more than 1.66 Ghz of processing power and 2 gigs of RAM (I mean sheesh...)

[CatalystParadox]

And naturally, something of note occurs just moments after I post.

Poor mistem, one of the many dwarves in the hospital, has perished.  An infection did her in. 

A furnace operator by trade, she had been conscripted as a miner when the Gorlak attacked, tearing her apart and shaking her by the head.  She will be missed.

(psst, Ark, this would be an excellent time to write something from the perspective of Herock, still in the hospital) :>

On that note... seriously, all miners in this fort must be cursed.  Hm... Actually that gives me an idea...

[ArKFallen]

((OOC: I thought so too CatalystParadox. And warn me if I begin to go overboard with the narration and extreme inconsistencies. I'd loath to confuse the story with too many mad ramblings.))

Log of Herocks Bellsmyths, Armorer/Militant/Miner:
11^th Limestone-
   It's been a season since my last entry and frankly it scares me to see how long I've been out of commision. It's hard to adopt a philosophy when you're bedridden for over three months.

13^th Limestone-
   Someone died in the hospital today and while I'm somewhat sad at the death of a fellow Militant/Miner, this guy never shut up! He was worse than a cat outbreak. I swear I heard the story of how he became bedridden over twelve different times and a few of them even involved an ogre. An o g r e. There are no ogres in OiledGod! The bleedin' liar and his giant tales! I swear that if I wasn't afraid of dying by whatever broke his rocker I'd dance with his body. House even told me he died by infection, like I'll believe infection will drive a dwarf to babbling. His last day was seriously him doing nothing but babbling in tongues, I didn't even pay attention until foam started dripping from his mouth. Nearly scared me to death it did.
   But like I mentioned (was it 2 entries ago?) I'm a new dwarf. We'll make this Fortress great and probably die trying. No task is too great and no help is too small. There will be blood and there will be glory!

For the Mad Queen!
{Below is a half-way decent drawing of a dwarf using a knife on a goblin. The knife is laughing.}

[CatalystParadox]

Speaking of Led, I'm honestly not sure what she's been doing lately.  I think I accidentally sent her plant-gathering interminably.  I've given her a pick again and a militia membership - so she can get back to her old tricks.

Funny thing about Gorlaks, the wiki claims: "they are mostly harmless" and even describes their alignment and environment as GOOD.  Right.  I guess we'll just chalk this up to the oddness of Oiledgod?

[ArKFallen]

Funny thing about Gorlaks, the wiki claims: "they are mostly harmless" and even describes their alignment and environment as GOOD.  Right.  I guess we'll just chalk this up to the oddness of Oiledgod?

I wouldn't be surprised if fairies go rogue when exposed to OiledGod. It has a habit of corrupting everything it can get its hands on.

[CatalystParadox]

Kogan Daggerheat, Macedwarf/Milker/Tour Guide
24th Sandstone, 553

Hello, new friends!  Welcome to Oiledgod, the greatest *COUGHCOUGHONLYCOUGH* fortress in the entire northeastern hemisphere of Zuza Slospu!  I'm here to help you get adjusted to your new life here in "Uzolnom" and see that you are properly "taken care of", as our leader, the glorious queen Led Luredknives, has charged me to do!  We'll be showing you to our "vistor's center", which you probably caught sight of on your way in, later, but first, the grand tour.

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Oh, right, meet my friend Geshud, and his dog, "Visecrypt".  That dog's a true hero - he helped put down a giant bat attack, just the other day.  Yeah, that's why he walks like that, sure, but he gets by just fine!  Don't worry about him, lookit 'im - just as happy and friendly as ever, dragging himself all around the fort! 

The other dogs include Herock's dog: Palacewhiskers, the big but skinny one, and Meng's the little (compared to the others!) one - Meng belonged to one of the original founders, Kadol Tombquakes.  That means that dog has been here at Oiledgod longer than any dwarf in the entire fortress!  Geshud and I make up the military of the fortress, plus all the dogs of course.  They're the real heroes here - and as you can see, we grow them big in Oiledgod!  Not to worry though, attacks from fell beasts from far below the earth are few and far between - why, we go some days without an incident at all! - and more often than not, you won't even need to wipe layers of blood off the tables before you sit down to eat.

Yes, there are many perks and amenities, living in Oiledgod.  See that enormous room there.  Yes, the one bigger than the dining halls, workshop areas, and bedrooms.  That's the great tomb!  Yes, anyone dying in Uzolnom can look forward to a burial worthy of a king.  Just look at those zinc sarcophagi glisten!  Oh, all those dwarves frantically pulling rotted corpses and bones out of coffins and examining them?  Pay no heed.  Minor mixup about who's buried where.  Oh, look, that's Ducim the Demon-Beekeeper's skull!  Looks like they accidentally put him in Litast's tomb... hoo... better not tell Led that one.

... Did she hear me? Okay good.

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Now, have a look at our state-of-the-art hospital!  What?  What do you mean it's small and dirty? I'd like to see you find a better hospital within a hundred miles!  Elves?  Oh...  Okay.  Anyway!  Here's Herock - a hero of the fort!  He displayed remarkable skill in tricking a nasty troll to its demise!  No no, the troll's appearance, that was totally a fluke.  We don't have trolls anymore.  It was a long time ago.  Why is he still in the hospital 6 months later you ask?  Hey, broken elbows take a LONG time, alright?  Nothing to do with our lack of gypsum plaster, thread, soap and medical dwarves who actually care to look after patients. Plus, look at these ready stocks of delicious Elephant Tallow!  And that lovely Water Buffalo Skull Totem in the corner - I can't imagine a better thing to gaze at every day as I recover.  Yes, our unfortunate crippled dwarves truly do get the best care.

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Oh, that ghost?  Uh... no, I don't know who that was.  Yeah they probably died before any of us got here... there are a lot of those.  He's just sticking around to admire the fine Hospital! I bet he wishes they had one like that when he was alive,  ha... hah... Look, its a friendly ghost, it's just... er... keeping Herock company.  Really.

... Ignore that smell.

So, here we are above ground again!  Did anyone have any questions?  Where do we get such a variety of food?  Well, we trade for it!  Mostly - we also fish a rather enormous amount of turtle from the salt bogs, and have been fairly successful growing plump helmets.  Yes, believe it or not we still get merchants, all the way out here.  They just love our gneiss crafts!  Ha, get it!?  Yes, next... Where did all this wooden clothing come from?  Well... I understand the local elf tribes are VERY GENEROUS.  A little too generous - no dwarf really wants all this crap, after all!  Next? 

No, of course you won't be killed.  Why would you be... Oh, please excuse me.  My companion here, the good Hammerdwarf Mr. Bodiceflashes (Don't ask why we call him that) tells me I have to go kill a Naked Mole Dog that somehow made its way into the dining room.  You just wait here in the Visitors' Center, in the shade of this nice tall Microcline slab.  I'll be back in a jiffy!

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*YELP*

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Oh... and, uh...  Someone get started on a wooden box for Herock's dog, okay?  Damn... Didn't know a mole dog could do that....

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Oh god... Poor Melbil.  Geshud won't be happy about this.  That's two of our three Military hounds down...  And Meng's still the longest-time survivor in the fort.

((I wish there was a good way to screenshot this - the moledog wandered above ground and while the rest of the military was beating on it, Led wandered over and started CONDUCTING A MEETING with them, DURING THE COMBAT.  "So Geshud." *splatter, hack, crush* "I was hoping to talk to you about the training schedule of the new recruits, is now a good time?" *slash, snarl, scream*  She's calm in the face of action, alright.))

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Scratched roughly into the rock, far below...
They call to me...  The voices of the Great Ones.

Imprisoned... below...

They call to me.  I can feel the vibrations in the stone, their voices cry for release.  Their perfect metal is below us, and below it - our masters.

I must go to them. I must set them free.

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Hey folks.  It's been a while, and I apologize.  In my defense, life rather swallowing me whole lately.

Notes: Its actually Geshud that has the Ecstatic mood, and keeps killing everything, but his companion Kogan just has such a better name.  Bob's finally back down to earth and merely "Extremely happy" but, to my great surprise and pleasure, everyone (Except some metalsmith named Onul, and she has WAY more happy thoughts than bad, and the bad are just the standard haunted/vermin stuff anyway! Bleh, whiner) seems pretty much content.  Even Herock is happy, despite the haunting.  I guess this 'Sodel' ghost is also an Armorer - maybe they're just talking shop?

What I would like to know is - are people enjoying this?  Is it worth it to continue?  I certainly want to keep playing, for myself, but it is sometimes hard to tell if I am actually providing entertainment to others or not.  Anything you want more of/less of?

ArK - when you title it "Log" of Herocks Bellsmyths... I like to imagine it is carved into a literal log.  We do have way too many of those lying about - especially in Upper Uzolnom.