Two months have gone by so far. I may stream the next playthrough tomorrow evening, but I wasn't feeling well enough to do it tonight.
A quick rundown of my first two months.
1st Granite: I've gotten started in my term as overseer, and I'm a little unsure what is going on, and where everything is. First thing I'm told, we are out of charcoal. Seems like a synchronization issue between the furnaces, but I figure now is as good a time as any for magma forges.
10th Granite: After badgering the miners repeatedly, they eventually dug out the necessary cavern for the magma forges (under protest about "warm stone". Of course there is warm stone, that's the bleeding point!).
15th Granite: Bömbul Duthnursazir has been taken by a fey mood. Hopefully they make something good out of it. We also get a ghost rising up to haunt the place, I get a slab ready to deal with it.
17th Granite: They have made a marble coffin, and dubbed it Umidtaron. Apparently the previous sieges have really hit hard for the dwarves, but given the last ghost, this is not a bad idea. I should keep that for a noble, though. They tend to be somewhat picky about their
post-accident burial arrangements.
26th Granite: Mong Ammentor, Weretortoise approaches. It immediately kills Olon Lokumothsin, a Fishery Worker. I sigh in annoyance, and get some more coffins built. Every week is something else.
27th Granite: The military rapidly dispatches Mong Ammentor. As much as people have apparently died in the last year, the survivors seem to be much stronger for it. I hope I'm never on their bad side.
Throughout the month of Granite, Elves have been hanging out in our trade depot. However, none of their goods are even worth stealing, let alone sharing our precious silver crafts for. I leave them alone until they piss off.
6th Slate: A few standing work orders complete, in particular a set of 5 steel breastplates. I quickly make orders for a few more steel spears, since those are simple enough weapons to get a military expansion using.
12th Slate: We get more migrants, this pushes the population back to 100, 73 of which are work-ready adults.
19th Slate:
Tun Idozkak has gone Stark Raving Mad. Apparently the stress of the fort has gotten to them. There are several other dwarves regularly horrified or otherwise debilitated by the massacre that closed out Anarchid's reign. Tun should kill themselves soon enough. I've put out a work order for 15 more coffins.
All my images from the session.
