Overseer's Log - Spring, 545I never wanted to come here. This was all a mistake, a horrible, horrible mistake. We're all going to die in this place.
WE'RE ALL GI have to stay positive. This is a record I will make, though it takes too long and too much effort. Someone should know, if they ever find this place, ever find us.
They have to know how we diIt was all Gwolfski's idea. We knew each other as kids, back in the capital. Not close, but you know, saw each other around. He came to me and said "This place is so hidebound. We need to find somewhere new, somewhere exciting. I hear there's a new settlement. Bet they'll need dwarves like us." He said a lot. He talked me into it. He talked a bunch of us into it. We said goodbye to our families and we left. This was supposed to be a new mountainhome. Instead it's a giant tomb, except the dead here walk around. We barely made it inside the fort. Some of us didn't.
I was trying to keep it together when Tosul walked by and said "you take over." Just trying to keep it together. I've been unhappy. So unhappy. I know he's been stressed too but... Now I'm in charge. I can hear them outside, moaning,
SCRATCHING AT THE WAL
I can't do this. I have to do this. I can't do this. I have to do this. I can't do this. I have to do this. I can't do this. I have to do this. I can't do this. I have to do this. I can't do this. I have to do this. I can't do this. I have to do this. I can't do this. I have to do this. I can't do this. I have to do this. I can't do this. I have to do this. I can't do this.So I'm the overseer. The first thing I did was to try to get some idea of how much we had stored. We have water, we have brewed liquor, we have food. We have metal, we have gems, we have
GHOSTS WHY WON'T THEY STOP SCREAMING I made sure there were monuments to honor the dead.
I thought back to the mountainhomes. We need forges. Dwarves need to forge. We need to make things. I told them to dig a big staircase, like in the capital. We will have legendary forges. Maybe that will
make the voices stop draw enough migrants to us to have a strong military and make us
free safe again. I marked out storage and stairs and forge rooms, each in its own chamber like back home. I gave it to the miners.
Some mistakes were made
but work continued. I was talking to some dwarves from the other side of the mountains. They have problems with
unholy abominations walking rotten corpses the dead there as well. They said that even cages can hold them. I told the miners to take a break from what they were doing and dig a long tunnel to the outside, but not to open it yet. We built ways to seal it and lined it with cages.
Then the elves came. Stupid elves. Why would anyone try to come trade here? They don't even like us. They'll like us even less now.
They brought one wagon too many to get inside in time. We yelled at them "go back!" but they wouldn't listen. Lisedborik Vutram Odom the dead elk bird came in with them. There was nothing I could do. It killed them all. Stupid, arrogant, dead elves. I looked at the cold, dead eyes of that thing through a crack in the wall. It knew I was there. I could
feel it hating me tell it wanted in. So I let it in. Right into a cage trap. We threw it into the magma. We all laughed. Some of us couldn't stop laughing for a long time. Some of us still haven't stopped.
When the smoke from the dead elk bird went up, it made some of us laugh. It brought some inspiration.
The bone carver... I hope he makes
a magic charm to keep the dead away something useful and valuable. If we ever have anything here, it's a lot of bones. While he was working, I heard what I most feared. Dwarves were spotted. Some of them I might have known. It didn't go well.
The bonecarver finished. Its not useful, but it's beautiful. So few things have beauty here.
The cage hallway was complete, though. That was something. We managed to catch 6, and then 6 more. I had to keep close watch on it because some of my friends
want to die don't understand danger. Zasit was getting a cage when he thought he saw one of his old friends outside. We tried to tell him it wasn't really his friend, but he didn't believe us.
Poor Zasit. Now we are only 29. But 13 of the abominations have been fed to the magma. I have a sense of
I can't take the screaming any more in my head no no no nonononononononopurpose now. I haven't been the most productive dwarf in my life. But now I want to
die do something worthwhile. I want to catch all these horrible things that killed my friends. I want to watch them go into the magma one by one. I want to send them screaming back to hell.
Soon.
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