A wondrous, magical thing happened to me today which reminded me exactly why I love Dwarf Fortress so much, and I thought I would share that joy with all of you. Allow me to give you a little background to today's events.
I started the fortress of Caveswamp and immediately moved down into the caverns, where all my dwarves live, to provide myself with a bit more of a challenge; no longer is a bridge all I need to guarantee absolute safety, I don't even have that option anymore. Of course, this meant that a heaping dose of Fun was headed my way when my first forgotten beast appeared, and I saw in its description "poisonous vapours".
As it turns out, these poisonous vapours in particular were 100% fatal, any exposure to them whatsoever stop both lungs from functioning, and anyone effected vomits up a lovely little trail of blood until they crawl into a corner and suffocate, which doesn't take particularly long. Sadly I didn't have a military at this point, because the time leading up to this forgotten beast attack had been marked by attacks from alligators, giant toads and giant cave spiders, it was all I could do to survive. Needless to say, a forgotten beast which guaranteed death to anything nearby was not something I could handle.
Thankfully it was my brave legendary miners who saved the day, after being drafted into a small military squad and ordered to use their picks in combat. They all died, of course, they still had to get near the blasted thing, but one lucky strike through its brain ended the threat for good. For a time I was worried that the extract covering the ground would cause me problems, but after a year I thought it was safe to say that it was harmless, so life continued as usual in Caveswamp, despite it having wiped out 24 dwarves, over half of my population.
About a year and a half after the events rutherers started harassing my home. Normally they're peaceful, but they have a tendency of taking a swing at any dwarf which gets too close; considering that they're 50 times the size of a dwarf, that's bad news.
The first victim of the rutherers was a helpless miner, carving out bedrooms. This rutherer decided that it wasn't just going to take a swing at the miner, but that it was going to pummel him into a bloody mess on the floor. Needless to say, it succeeded, and limbs were strewn all over the corridor. The miner had fought back, but he was un-armoured and nowhere near legendary status, there hadn't been a miner of that calibre in Caveswamp since the forgotten beast attack, so all he had managed to inflict was a few cuts a bruises, leaving the rutherer almost completely unharmed.
At least that is what I had thought.
A few moments after having killed my miner I noticed that a little white X was starting to flash over the rutherer, and a trail of blood was following it everywhere it went. In less than a minute the beast was dead despite having suffered no aggravated wounds. It was only then that I decided that I would take a look at what my miner had been wielding, and when I saw what I did I realised that I had been blessed by Armok himself:
Yes, that's the very same extract that I thought had become inert once it had solidified. As it turns out, all of the picks in my fort, one steel, two copper, are coated in a poison which will cause guaranteed death to anything they so much as scratch; truly weapons sent by the gods as a sign to promote my renewed faith!
Only in this game can the biggest catastrophe to hit your peoples grant you godmode weapon; and the best thing? This is not a strange or magical occurrence, it's not the most exciting thing that has ever happened to anyone, nor is it the most unexpected; it's just another day in Dwarf Fortress.
I love this game.
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