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2nd Limestone, 56
Screw you, Wigmund. We need a good defense before you get your storeroom. ![]() Get over here and make me some traps. They'll be line of defense number one. ...Or have you forgotten what happened to Besmar Tarmid? 3rd Limestone, 56 ![]() I have begun a project that might eventually appease Wigmund. The plan is that while the pools are empty, we shall cover them with marble. This will prevent all rain from coming in, and we can expand to make these pools part of our planned storeroom. 8th Limestone, 56 The female cat gave birth. The kittens are cute, yet I recall some strange warning about them... 13th Limestone, 56 ![]() Merchants! Honest-to-Armok merchants! I knew there were other dwarves out there! Sadly we've nothing to trade them, though they may have many things we desire. I tell them the tale of Besmar Tarmid, where it was. Hopefully these dwarves will go and determine if the old mountainhome is alive...or salvageable. Meanwhile, they'll carry word that we're here and surviving. Hopefully this will call other dwarves to aid us. 22nd Limestone, 56 ![]() Well. There appear to be groundhogs around during the fall. I tried to get close to one, and it damn near took my hand off. Fortunately, they're just as scared of us as we are of them. They'll not interfere in our project. 23rd Limestone, 56 Guess who's back? ![]() Yeah I don't know why either. Maybe the groundhogs did it, maybe the merchants did. All I know is that I want a butchery more than ever now so that we may feast upon the fine flesh of this creature. 14th Sandstone, 56 One of the dogs gave birth. Nice to know that there's still hope for other life forms. 16th Sandstone, 56 The merchants have finally left. Also of note: The unicorn was delicious. 4th Timber, 56 ![]() Migrants! Honest-to-Armok MIGRANTS! Hardly a useful dwarf among them, but strong backs will be important later. 8th Timber, 56 ![]() With fresh hands to lend some aid, we've finished our first pool-cap! In honor of this, one of the farmers has handed me a curious item. It appears to be Longland Grass wrapped around Rat Weed. He tells me to stick one end in my mouth, light the other, and inhale. Curious. Anyways, I've taken a cask of our finest Strawberry Wine into my dining room to celebrate. Maybe this isn't such an insane project after all! 9th Timber, 56 ![]() IA IA NARLY BE'ASBDON REAFONGRON!!! 10th Timber, 56 It is most curious. I fell asleep on the floor last night. When I awoke, strange archaic runes were written on the wall, which I immediately removed. Unicorn blood had been used to draw a strange pattern on the floor. With careful cleaning, I have obscured it. Even more disturbing is that when I went to my cabinet, I saw an additional book. Sitting next to The Guide To Everything You'll Ever Need To Build (And SO MUCH MORE!) and my diary was a titleless book. As I removed it, I could swear the thing felt like one of the kittens. Even more disturbing than what made up the cover is that as I ran my hands over it, I could swear that I could feel the faces of kittens slightly raised out of the book. I opened it to the first page, and suddenly a wave of nausea overcame me. I knew instinctivly that in any language the word would remain the same. The Economicon. 11th Timber, 56 The book is most disturbing. I've left it alone for now, but I can feel a compulsion to read it. I grunt as I heave another chunk of marble into place. This project is getting done. 12th Timber, 56 The book is a marvel! Truly it must be Armok-sent! All I must do is write down what we currently possess, no matter the item, and the book calculates how many of that item we will ever have! The only downside is that while there are pages for tables and chairs, there are also pages for rocks and boulders. This will require me to count everything, but I will try! 22nd Timber, 56 ![]() While boring out the bedrooms for the new arrivals, one of the miners struck not only Obsidian, but Tetrahedrite as well. What I find disturbing is that the book reflects this, but did so right as the miner's pick cleaved the stone. Does reality effect the book? Or does the book affect reality? 1st Moonstone, 56 ![]() Winter has arrived. This will be the toughest test of our dwarven survival skills, I'm sure. While we've got a line of cage traps up, somehow I've neglected to put in a drawbridge. This will be remedied as soon as possible. Also, somehow, we continually lose bones. I'm not sure how just yet, but I plan to station a trained dog near the entrance. ...Once we can train dogs.
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ANGER HAS NEVER BEEN MORE MANLY THAN THIS.
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