by Zou » Tue Jul 31, 2012 12:04 am Spring, 128
I arrived at Ballsacks a bit late. Two months into my term they tell me! The first thing I notice is all the furniture and workshops sitting outside, in the rain. This would need to fixed right away.
There's also a dwarf standing outside muttering about rocks or something.
As it turns out, those stockpiles and workshops were under an overhang. That's a disaster waiting to happen. I instructed the miners to mine out a section near the dining hall for furniture storage, and to open up an area behind the workshops for the workshops.
Turns out that dwarf that was muttering about rocks claimed a workshop. He's slowing down the production lines! He's working on some odd device. God help him if it's a fist.
I ordered the dwarves working down at the forges to haul some wood down so that we could save time by not climbing all those stairs to get wood.
As soon as those old workshops were deconstructed, they exploded with furniture! No wonder no work was getting done.
The object that dwarf was working turned out be to some shitty wooden crown. At least it wasn't a damn grate.
I sent a dwarf down into the depths to find something useful. He comes back up telling me that there's gold below the fortress. This will be useful for many golden chains.
One of the scounts ran up to me, something foul smelling oozing from his pants. He said that a titan had arrived at the fortress.
I ordered the military outside to deal with the threat, unsure of how they would perform. After a few moments of the military waiting outside, I noticed fireballs dropping everywhere. Turns out this bitch flies and spits fire.
The group of soldiers falls into disarray when a fireball drops right on top of them.
The titan lands and engages a few soldiers in battle. A macedwarf smashes it's wing clean off with a shield. That guy is getting a fucking gold cock when this is done. Shortly after, he smashes the OTHER wing off with his warhammer.
The first deaths are reported to my office. A puppy, a baby named Ber, and a fisherdwarf named Olon are dead. We didn't need the fisherdwarf anyway. A miller and a ranger are dead. Also, a noble had a baby girl. Isn't that cheery?
The titan hurls another ball of fire and kills five fucking soldiers. This isn't going as planned. Another four soldiers run into the flames and burn alive.
At some point, the titan must've died in it's own fire. The official lists of deceased are coming in. Ten soldiers died in the flames around the titan. Twelve civilians were killed when a fireball dropped down the stairwell into the dining hall. On a happier note, the noble that had the baby girl died with it.
Those official death reports are scrap now. More and more people are rushing into my office telling me that people are succumbing to injuries.
It would appear that the titan's fire has started a massive forest fire. I hope the wood cutters will be alright.
It's also headed right for an elven caravan. What a terrible time to arrive. Oh joyous day. They walked right into the fire.
As if all this wasn't enough, an attacking force of goblins has arrived on the horizon. Why couldn't those elves bring guards?
Seventeen invaders, including their pet or some shit. We have nine soldiers left. The goblins used fucking lightsabers and cut the military to pieces. The only death worth mentioning is Questman. He fought off the horde of invaders long enough for the civilians to run inside. I have a feeling that I may need to escape from this place soon.
Those sick fucks attacked and killed a defenceless baby.
A lone hammerdwarf fights until his last breath, taking out three invaders. That brings us down to fourteen. The last ruler here died. Turns out he was up in the hills when the goblins arrived.
The survivors put up a tough fight and down a few more goblins, but I fear it won't be enough.
Summer has arrived. I don't know who's left. It's awfully quiet outside. The screams and sounds of battle died down a few hours ago.
A dwarf, covered in blood, rushed into my office yelling about how there were goblins just down the hallway. I'm grabbing my spear and heading out to face these goblins myself.
The journal ends here, nothing else written on the rest of the pages.
Sorry about that guys. The titan had already decimated the military, and the fucking lashers were unstoppable. Hope you guys have better luck if you roll-back to Questman's save. I'll be uploading the world in a few moments.
EDIT: Here's the save for you adventurers. http://www.mediafire.com/?niv9uc9b40glura
OH! Why didn't I think of that? For some reason, I thought it would have been better to write about my real life: