Chapter 79: From the journal of Goden Ducimtathtak
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12 Timber, 1056, Late Autumn
Oh the gods truly have looked upon us with great favor. Even my constant dedication to their cause is not payment enough for what they have done. For it is through their blessings that the cripples of Reveredtour have once again been able to leave their beds and walk through the fort. I can not thank them enough for this. Hopefully they will be pleased with me teaching the young children of Reveredtour about their greatness.
To make matters even better, the gods have reached out and touched the mind of Stinthad. No doubt this will lead to her earning greater understanding of their splendor. Frustratingly she has never seemed to understand them before now.
Still, even though this is a wonderful blessing, it does represent complications for management of Reveredtour. Stinthad is in no state to lead, and even after completing her artifact she will need some time to recover. As usual, I shall take it upon myself to guide the fort in her absence. Our conquest of the abyss shall continue.
15th Timber, 1056, Late Autumn
Hm, this is somewhat frustrating. Despite a path being opened into the abyss for days now, Yara has not attempted to march into the fort. It seems that we may have underestimated him. He is no doubt aware of our actions, yet he still remains in the abyss. He may be trying to ambush the military. Waiting for us to get impatient and then attacking the soldiers as they blunder through unfamiliar terrain.
But we will not allow ourselves to be outwitted by primordial waste. The military will remain stationed in the tunnel and wait for Yara to come to us.
17th Timber, 1056, Late Autumn
It seems I made the right choice, as I had suspected. Yara's hunger and bloodlust got the best of him and he soon began charging towards the fort, unaware of the danger the awaited him inside.
He burst into the deep road in a frenzy, eagerly seeking out a worker to sink his mandibles into. However, he instead found himself set upon by our proud soldiers. Having dealt with several of these foul creatures before, they knew exactly what to do; surround and overwhelm it.
Yara never stood a chance. It only took a few short moments for the military to have him surrounded on all sides. The onslaught of spears and axes piercing his chitin created to much pain for the beast to maintain its focus. It fell to the ground and broke into a fit of rage, wildly flailing in random directions but unable to harm the soldiers.
The battle lasted quite some time simply due to the immense size of the beast. But as soon as one of the soldiers was able to tear apart Yara's brain with a simple punch, they knew that it was over. Yara had been slain without a single injury being sustained. A glorious victory for Reveredtour.
The competence of our military has greatly improved. There was a time when I would hardly trust them to slay a goblin thief, but now they can tear down these behemoths without incident. I don't give them enough credit.
Well the important thing is that the abyss is now under our control. As far as we can tell it is now safe to send workers to gather resources down there. No doubt there will be attacks from unknown horrors at some point in the future, but the military should be able to handle them. For now, we shall reap the rewards of our victory over Yara.
20th Timber, 1056, Late Autumn
It seems that whilst monitoring the battle against Yara the goblin forces retreated. I don't know why they would leave again having made no progress. It is incredibly fortunate that they did so, as just days after them leaving a dwarven caravan was seen approaching. Along with the caravan was a liaison. We hadn't had a proper discussion with a liaison for years now, so I was thankful for this opportunity. Though my thanks declined when I realized that they had once again sent that drunken fool Ushrir Ikudzul.
She was the last liaison I wanted to see, but I suppose I had no choice but to meet with her. It immediately became apparent that she was not happy to be here either.
Ikudzul: "Oh look it's the local psycho. Shove off Goden, I don't want to talk to you. Just show me where Mayor Kekimtobul is so I can get this crap over with."
Goden: "I see your still as charming as ever. Well you're just going to have to wait a bit as Stinthad is dealing with something of incredible importance."
Ikudzul: "Wait? Fucking wait? You're going to make me spend even more time in this shit hole?!?! Fucking hell, look at this place! There's even more corpses and blood everywhere! You somehow managed to make this place even more disgusting! I bet there's even more horrors this place churns out!
Goden: "I'll have you know that Reveredtour is a perfectly stable and in no way-"
Woots: "Miss Goden? I keep seeing mommies ghost again. She keeps yelling at me and telling me bad things. What am I supposed to do now?"
Ikudzul: "Oh god what the fuck is wrong with this place. You know what? Fuck it. I don't care what punishment I get. I am NOT spending any more time in this hell hole! Fuck you all!"
And with that she just left. Not even a day after arriving she storms off alone into the wastes. What a piece of work she is. I hope a beak dog plucks her eyes out.
22nd Timber, 1056, Late Autumn
It seems I spoke to soon about the siege being over.
Another goblin army has been seen approaching Reveredtour. They have merely swapped their old troops out with a fresh batch. Not much we can do but continue the lockdown. Citizens are used to living like this, though there is some growing discontent about it. However everyone understands that to open the fort means certain doom, so it's nothing to be concerned about.
25th Timber, 1056, Late Autumn
Stinthad was seen running into her office, dazed and confused. She had finally completed the artifact the gods tasked her with creating.
It is a masterfully designed armorstand, with no images depicting anything that would be considered abnormal by most dwarves. Though I would never question the will of the gods, I am thankful they decided to make this artifact something even profligates can appreciate. Had it been something more...exotic, Stinthad might have been terrified but what she had created.
She has a lot on her mind now, and I'll leave her to think about what she has learned. I am more than capable of handling the fort at the moment anyways.
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You might be wondering exactly what happened with the liaison in the actual game. Well, the liaison showed up, then a second afterwards left. I got the message that she had left unhappy. Between this and the glitched liaison from last year, I can only assume that there is something wrong with Reveredtour's diplomats. It may be a problem with all imported saves from old versions or just this one. It's a bit frustrating, but not a huge loss overall.
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12 Timber, 1056, Late Autumn
Oh the gods truly have looked upon us with great favor. Even my constant dedication to their cause is not payment enough for what they have done. For it is through their blessings that the cripples of Reveredtour have once again been able to leave their beds and walk through the fort. I can not thank them enough for this. Hopefully they will be pleased with me teaching the young children of Reveredtour about their greatness.
To make matters even better, the gods have reached out and touched the mind of Stinthad. No doubt this will lead to her earning greater understanding of their splendor. Frustratingly she has never seemed to understand them before now.
Still, even though this is a wonderful blessing, it does represent complications for management of Reveredtour. Stinthad is in no state to lead, and even after completing her artifact she will need some time to recover. As usual, I shall take it upon myself to guide the fort in her absence. Our conquest of the abyss shall continue.
15th Timber, 1056, Late Autumn
Hm, this is somewhat frustrating. Despite a path being opened into the abyss for days now, Yara has not attempted to march into the fort. It seems that we may have underestimated him. He is no doubt aware of our actions, yet he still remains in the abyss. He may be trying to ambush the military. Waiting for us to get impatient and then attacking the soldiers as they blunder through unfamiliar terrain.
But we will not allow ourselves to be outwitted by primordial waste. The military will remain stationed in the tunnel and wait for Yara to come to us.
17th Timber, 1056, Late Autumn
It seems I made the right choice, as I had suspected. Yara's hunger and bloodlust got the best of him and he soon began charging towards the fort, unaware of the danger the awaited him inside.
He burst into the deep road in a frenzy, eagerly seeking out a worker to sink his mandibles into. However, he instead found himself set upon by our proud soldiers. Having dealt with several of these foul creatures before, they knew exactly what to do; surround and overwhelm it.
Yara never stood a chance. It only took a few short moments for the military to have him surrounded on all sides. The onslaught of spears and axes piercing his chitin created to much pain for the beast to maintain its focus. It fell to the ground and broke into a fit of rage, wildly flailing in random directions but unable to harm the soldiers.
The battle lasted quite some time simply due to the immense size of the beast. But as soon as one of the soldiers was able to tear apart Yara's brain with a simple punch, they knew that it was over. Yara had been slain without a single injury being sustained. A glorious victory for Reveredtour.
The competence of our military has greatly improved. There was a time when I would hardly trust them to slay a goblin thief, but now they can tear down these behemoths without incident. I don't give them enough credit.
Well the important thing is that the abyss is now under our control. As far as we can tell it is now safe to send workers to gather resources down there. No doubt there will be attacks from unknown horrors at some point in the future, but the military should be able to handle them. For now, we shall reap the rewards of our victory over Yara.
20th Timber, 1056, Late Autumn
It seems that whilst monitoring the battle against Yara the goblin forces retreated. I don't know why they would leave again having made no progress. It is incredibly fortunate that they did so, as just days after them leaving a dwarven caravan was seen approaching. Along with the caravan was a liaison. We hadn't had a proper discussion with a liaison for years now, so I was thankful for this opportunity. Though my thanks declined when I realized that they had once again sent that drunken fool Ushrir Ikudzul.
She was the last liaison I wanted to see, but I suppose I had no choice but to meet with her. It immediately became apparent that she was not happy to be here either.
Ikudzul: "Oh look it's the local psycho. Shove off Goden, I don't want to talk to you. Just show me where Mayor Kekimtobul is so I can get this crap over with."
Goden: "I see your still as charming as ever. Well you're just going to have to wait a bit as Stinthad is dealing with something of incredible importance."
Ikudzul: "Wait? Fucking wait? You're going to make me spend even more time in this shit hole?!?! Fucking hell, look at this place! There's even more corpses and blood everywhere! You somehow managed to make this place even more disgusting! I bet there's even more horrors this place churns out!
Goden: "I'll have you know that Reveredtour is a perfectly stable and in no way-"
Woots: "Miss Goden? I keep seeing mommies ghost again. She keeps yelling at me and telling me bad things. What am I supposed to do now?"
Ikudzul: "Oh god what the fuck is wrong with this place. You know what? Fuck it. I don't care what punishment I get. I am NOT spending any more time in this hell hole! Fuck you all!"
And with that she just left. Not even a day after arriving she storms off alone into the wastes. What a piece of work she is. I hope a beak dog plucks her eyes out.
22nd Timber, 1056, Late Autumn
It seems I spoke to soon about the siege being over.
Another goblin army has been seen approaching Reveredtour. They have merely swapped their old troops out with a fresh batch. Not much we can do but continue the lockdown. Citizens are used to living like this, though there is some growing discontent about it. However everyone understands that to open the fort means certain doom, so it's nothing to be concerned about.
25th Timber, 1056, Late Autumn
Stinthad was seen running into her office, dazed and confused. She had finally completed the artifact the gods tasked her with creating.
It is a masterfully designed armorstand, with no images depicting anything that would be considered abnormal by most dwarves. Though I would never question the will of the gods, I am thankful they decided to make this artifact something even profligates can appreciate. Had it been something more...exotic, Stinthad might have been terrified but what she had created.
She has a lot on her mind now, and I'll leave her to think about what she has learned. I am more than capable of handling the fort at the moment anyways.
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You might be wondering exactly what happened with the liaison in the actual game. Well, the liaison showed up, then a second afterwards left. I got the message that she had left unhappy. Between this and the glitched liaison from last year, I can only assume that there is something wrong with Reveredtour's diplomats. It may be a problem with all imported saves from old versions or just this one. It's a bit frustrating, but not a huge loss overall.
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