So began the long process of mining and smelting the ore in preparation for building up the military. Hallelujah, copper and silver! It may not be the best quality, but at least armor and weapons can be made from copper, and weapons from silver – hello silver war hammers. The grand dining hall with the caged giant of unparallelled sizeĪbout this time, the legendary miner Lorbem hit a vein of tetrahidrite. ![]() Incidentally, the giant is not considered a prisoner, but instead a “caged guest” who seems to have no complaints about his situation. About this time, the elves showed up without much interesting to trade except for some fruits and vegetables an a gorgeous red cardinal in a cherry-wood cage, so I installed that across from the giant, and now the dwarves have a menagerie in their dining hall. The giant cage was quickly installed in the dining room, and glass-blocks built up around it to insure that the giant wasn’t going anywhere, even if the bamboo failed. I can only imagine how this massive giant must have looked stuffed into a little bamboo cage, but it worked! The fortress was saved! Luckily, it did not come to that, as the giant chased the first dwarf it found right into a cage trap. The dwarves were basically a bunch of scantily clad wrestlers at this point, and I did not see it ending well for them or for the fortress. Landseal had the bare bones of a military, with a squad of axe and hammer dwarves and a squad of crossbow dwarves, but very few weapons and armor to go around. So passed the first year, but early on in the second year a message popped up stating that a human giant of UNPRECEDENTED size had arrived and that the dwarves must fear for their lives. Six months later the infection was cleared up, he was totally better with two scars and he became the fortress’s most legendary miner. The dwarf had been through the ringer, and he was tired and thirsty by the time he mined out his first lump of gold, so I gave him a chair at the head of the dining room, which satisfied Lorbem greatly. We built him a gold one, the doctor presented it to him, and Lorbem took the golden crutch and hobbled off to work – digging out gold. His wounds developed an infection, but that didn’t stop him, and he needed a crutch. The chief doctor was doing medical testing on Lorbem the miner, and eventually after much surgery and setting of bones, the dwarf was released to bed rest. The hospital wing and initiation chambers ![]() This is good in some ways, but weapons and armor cannot be made from gold, so the dwarves were getting wealthy, but had little to defend themselves. Meanwhile the other miner continued mining and discovered that the mountain was riddled with gold veins, hallelujah! Unfortunately, there was no industrial metal found, so everything had to be made of gold. He was given a room in the half completed hospital wing, and provided with a bed for his first patient. Luckily a few migrants had recently showed up, and one of them who had no experience or aspirations other than to raise a family was summarily promoted to chief medical dwarf. His leg and arm were both broken and he was unconscious. (Don’t start at the bottom and work your way up, Lorbem! Start at the top and work down!) he was a pile of blood and bones in a deep well, and a wall of water was coming his way as the canals began to fill. Tragedy struck when Lorbam fell into the well he was digging. The canals outside the mountain home had been dug by this time but now began the more difficult task of digging the canals inside the mountain. The trade caravan left, and the dwarves settled in for a long but mild winter. We asked for wood, fruit, metal bars, and beer for next year. ![]() The fortress was humming along nicely that first summer, and when the trade liaison from the Pink Froth arrived, we had a few goods to trade (mostly mechanisms) for a few bushels of mushrooms. The masons began chiseling doors, tables, and chairs, while the cook planted farms, turned the buckets of brought milk into cheese, and began turning the brought fruit into wine coolers. ![]() While the miners began an extensive moat system fed by the brook, the wood cutters stockpiled a massive quantity of wood for future construction, and made a few beds too. The dwarves, made up of a pair of miners, two masons, two carpenters, and a cook, wasted no time setting up shop. The area they chose was perfectly situated along the forested slopes of a mountain range, with a wide valley at its feet cut by a fast flowing brook. In year 125, seven dwarves from a clan known as the Pink Froth decided they would bring civilization to the Mountains of Universal Truth, so they set out with a wagon, a cow, a mule, and a small flock of peacocks to build a fortress to stand the test of time. This is the story of Landseal, a Dwarf Fortress that overcame extreme conditions not only to survive, but to prevail.
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