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I am now quite concerned about our food supply. We are just getting underway in farm production, and ''twenty migrants'' arrived today. Twenty. While they might not mind sleeping on the floor, they are definitely going to start eating through our food. I wanted to ask our farmers how they might speed things up, but they were napping. Argh. | I am now quite concerned about our food supply. We are just getting underway in farm production, and ''twenty migrants'' arrived today. Twenty. While they might not mind sleeping on the floor, they are definitely going to start eating through our food. I wanted to ask our farmers how they might speed things up, but they were napping. Argh. | ||
− | With all the cloth that was lying about, I was going to weave some of that cloth into bags and shirts and such, since I was still hauling rocks. But as one of the new migrants was a clothier, I decided I would join Lòr in military service. I picked up the spear and began learning from Lòr. | + | With all the cloth that was lying about, I was going to weave some of that cloth into bags and shirts and such, since I was mostly still hauling rocks. But as one of the new migrants was a clothier, I decided I would join Lòr in military service. I picked up the spear and began learning from Lòr. |
Seeing how many dwarves we now had, I decided to give Lòr the official title of Sheriff. She immediately turned to me and demanded better quarters, an office and several items for both. I wanted to knock her senseless, but decided we needed a Sheriff and she was the best person. I gave into her demands, and instead took my anger out on a barrel of ale that evening... | Seeing how many dwarves we now had, I decided to give Lòr the official title of Sheriff. She immediately turned to me and demanded better quarters, an office and several items for both. I wanted to knock her senseless, but decided we needed a Sheriff and she was the best person. I gave into her demands, and instead took my anger out on a barrel of ale that evening... |