I have been tasked with running a up and coming colony away from the Mountain Homes known as Shimmeroiled. What the fort looked liked when I got it. I deserve it.īoG set up the fort extremely well and I thank him for giving me a fort in great shape. Oh, and please make sure to adorn my tomb with golden statues. Nothing too exciting happened, so sorry if it's a bit dry. I'm not a very good writer, so sorry about that. It shall be my resting place after I have lived a long, fruitful life. Before passing leadership to another, however, I made sure to commission a monument near the entrance of the fort in my honor. I quickly tired of my responsibilities as leader. One of the new dwarves brought a crossbow, which the coati stole. Apparently, our Coati friend head that there were new dwarves to scare, so he came back. By the time I'm finished here, this fortress will be a magnificent site to behold. He and I took upon ourselves the task of decorating Shimmeroiled's stone walls. After a while, he left, and we got back to work.Įventually, some migrants showed up. He had done nothing more than scare us up to this point, so I just decided to let him be. Someone suggested that I build up and army, but I'm a pacifist. We had no weapons, and no one capable of killing the beast. Our nemesis was gigantic and muscular, with handsome chestnut hair, and menacing black eyes. Typically, he explained, Coati are small animals. I asked the other, and one knew what it was: a Coati. I had never seen so hideous a beast in all my life. thing ran around our supply piles, and scared everyone off. I was informed of the creature's arrival when some of the dwarves left their work and rushed indoors, consumed by fear. Our peace ended quickly, with the arrival of a monster. We just traded some exquisitely made chairs for foreign cheeses and grizzly bear meat. They didn't have anything we could use to start an outdoor farm. We dug out places to sleep, places to work, and places to store food. One level below where we began digging our habitations, I discovered a sand floor! And this was no ordinary sand, either, it was loamy sand! Some other dwarves and I dug out a small cavern in order to begin a Dimple Cup farm. Without something to drink, we could all go crazy. We were entirely capable of subsisting on a diet of fish. We had a talented fisherdwarf with our group, who had set up a workshop in the cave. I must say that I wasn't particularly worried about food. I began digging towards the sand walls and eastern marshes, hoping to find land that could be farmed. To make matters worse, the floors of our fortress were solid stone. Once he had prepared the soil, we realized that we had failed to bring anything to farm above the ground. I ordered another dwarf to start a farm near the entrance. I also planned a great dining room and meeting hall near the entrance. Over time, I envision a grand gate of gold greeting foreigners to our noble fortress. I like grand entrances, so I immediately created plans to create a grand entrance to our keep. The first time I set my pick to the stone, I struck gold! We sent a dwarf out to chop wood, and all he could find was mahogany! We're building a home fit for the king of the realm! I found a nice little nook to begin digging. And what a location! I've never lived in such luxury in all my life. So, following an arduous journey, we arrived at Shimmeroiled, and immediately began digging out our mountain halls. Luckily, the first year is always the easiest Let's just hope I didn't set us up for failure. I'm going to a wedding this week in California, so fearing I would let everyone down, I just did this as fast as possible. I did my year as fast as I possibly could. If you think you can be relied on to update a post when the next player finishes his turn, it would be awesome if you could help me by making a post that just says THIRD YEAR - in Header 2. All comments are welcome! However, I'm still trying to get 12 posts set up here before random comments begin. This thread serves as a storage point for the story we are generating in the Giant Bomb Community Succession Game.
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