![]() I guess he got lost on the way to the bedrooms and decided to sleep on top of the cavern. Furnished with wood! Faaaancyyyyy.Ĭome to think of it I don't think we have any dwarves who are ready to do kitchencrafts. No idea if anything that grows around here can make hooch. Meanwhile I can at least get us set up with a kitchen, fishery workshop and a still. Splapp is a ranger, I guess, so maybe he can hunt us some meat. Trinkets that we'll be able to trade for food later, maybe.ĭid I mention food? I don't think anybody's done thing one about getting any, besides the fishers. Viceroy seems to be settling into a role as a maker of little stone crafts. We're uncovering enough ominousdoombadstone to keep our new jeweler happy. ![]() Things sure got hustly and/or bustly in here pretty suddenly, that's for sure. Now Slick can focus on making the millions of doors we need. I don't think we're going have a suit of armor on the property until a goblin shows up wearing it, so, congrats on your new mining duty. Of course, some of these guys will need to be repurposed. Good thing we have tons of bedrooms and food and oxygen andĪaand we've already exhausted our supply of actually active Dream17 members, so expect the names to start getting weird fast. Already time to move our workshops inside. Zeor's already gotten pretty fast with that pickaxe. Bare as hell for right now, but you gotta start somewhere. You can bet a bunch of elves would be cryin' over it. Speaking of splattered critters, evidently a good majority of our crew witnessed the event, but not a one of them gave a damn. This one isn't too harsh, and it makes that smeared otter properly colored. We should have basic furnishings in place pretty soon. That's a good enough start for now though. Evidently this color scheme turns blood red into some sort of maroony purple. Looks like a cuddly lil' doe-eyed otter came too close and got tore up by one of our dogs. Oh snap it looks like we've had some action. I think this makes the the dwarfiest dwarf here so far. Meanwhile I pass out with my face in the food. Then he parks it and goes to sleep in the chalk pile. Maybe this means we'll have fewer instances of dwarves walking back and forth across the whole fortress carrying a seed. Hey look at this! Mad's using a wheelbarrow. Or a few guys tried to nest in the remains of the wagon. Most everybody drops where he is for the night. Looks like we were a little slow on those bedrooms. Meanwhile, in typical Zeor fashion, I quickly strike some manner of noteworthy mineral. Sup cranks out seven beds so fast I didn't even see it happen, while Slick busies himself with lugging big heavy rocks around and making doors out of them. We bang together quick carpentry and masonry workshops using all this readily available chalk stone. Edible, probably.įirst constructions we'll need are beds and doors so we can at least have shoddy little bedrooms. Oh, Bloopy immediately went off to catch some fish, and just as immediately started doing a pretty good job of it. Most everybody else is happy to move objects to makeshift stockpiles while Sup and I do all the work around here. The branches span quite some space overhead. ![]() Those Os we're seeing are actually just their trunks. Wow, you get a lot more wood from those things than you used to. While you girls busy yourself with that, I'll start digging our home. ![]() I mark the wagon to be disassembled, which almost everybody immediately starts doing with enthusiasm. Let's see how well I remember my Fortressing 101 (not well). Bloopy will mine for fish, Pilger was supposed to be the only one of us who knows his way around an axe, and Viceroy will do whatever. Mad is the only one of us with any people skills, so he can be our manager dude. Slick can be my stoneworking bro on masonry and occasional backup mining as the need might arise. If you're not familiar with the game and its graphics, dwarves are the little smiley faces. And what will we call it? Well that's obvious. Ready to strike the earth once more and raise a new, grand mountain hall that will make our dwarfy little civilization proud. I think we're within raiding range of a goblin settlement, though, so pencil that in on our "possible future cause of death" list.Īnd so off we go in our one humble little wagon. Plenty of mountain to dig into, a nice little stream, and some trees. I found us a spot in this canyon sort of space. We can settle anywhere we want in this big ol' little world. As it began with seven dwarves, who I think called themselves The Perplexing Dreams or something like that. And it's time to tell the true story of Dream17. It's the game where everybody's dwarves and makes fortresses. You remember Dwarf Fortress, right? Of course you do, because you rule. ![]()
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