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− | The summer of 302 was brought in by the forming of my military; the squad of 5 dwarves, armed with every weapon type. I have them in the once common sleeping / dining room. I dug out 10 more apartments. A guild of humans have approached my fortress, and we made a trade contract with them. I traded some of my crafts for food and a bar of blood metal; which my metal smith; still in her strange mood, promptly took to her forge… and several weeks later, she came out a master armorer; making a legendary suit of iron chain mail, with bone spikes and an image in blood metal of traveling dwarves. By midsummer, I was blessed with another bunch of migrants. Another party was thrown shortly after their arrival. Now my population is up to 35 dwarves and 14 animals, after butchering a few. | + | The summer of 302 was brought in by the forming of my military; the squad of 5 dwarves, armed with every weapon type. I have them in the once common sleeping / dining room. I dug out 10 more apartments. A guild of humans have approached my fortress, and we made a trade contract with them. I traded some of my crafts for food and a bar of blood metal; which my metal smith; still in her strange mood, promptly took to her forge… and several weeks later, she came out a master armorer; making a legendary suit of iron chain mail, with bone spikes and an image in blood metal of traveling dwarves. By midsummer, I was blessed with another bunch of migrants. Another party was thrown shortly after their arrival. Now my population is up to 35 dwarves and 14 animals, after butchering a few. |
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