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The Rise of the Lich [Masterwork]

03 June 2014, 23:26 Rating: 7 [+]

Vildang and his wife started out early that morning as they did every morning -- before the first break of light. His reptilian prey would be slowed by the frigid night mountain air. As his wife went to her duties in the field, picking berries kissed by morning dew, Vildang stole away into the cliffs and peaks of the steamy vale to track his game. Approaching a den of asps, a less experienced pursuer would have loosed a stack of quarrels at the serpents only to run off with one or two when the others "held their ground." Vildang has deep roots in ranging though, his ancestors were hunters long before the fall of the age of myth and will the recent birth of his first and only son, they will be for years to come. His hand obediently steady as it drew the blade, his pace even and unchanged from his typical stalking, he approached the snakes to severe and collect the heads, and allowed the tails to twitch out before placing them in his bag.



As Vildang past through the gates the first sun was rising and the third shift of guards were wearily on their way to the barracks. He dropped the heads off at the toxicologist and made his way to the back yards where the butcher was grumbling out of his quarters. Vildang dropped his snakes on the butchers block and turned to go out for a second hunt. The predators would be awake now, the snakes were just to get his mindset. Now was time for a challenge.

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The Fields of Ruin

03 May 2014, 12:14 Rating: 4 [+]

Daggerhatred. Its very name struck pride into the hearts of many dwarfs who’ve heard it whispered among the hushed gossip back at the Mountainhomes. It was a proud and mighty fortress; towers of 50 feet high made of glimmering metal mined by the best miners within the realm. A massive fortress with untold riches awaiting any desperate kobold that would dare try to steal from the mighty dwarves of Daggerhatred. For they were the be… -‘, ‘Hauld oan, hauld ye horses! Wot vile naf ar ye feedin' me boy?’

The human trader was taken aback by the abrupt lack of trust from the dwarf, ‘I’m telling you how it was. Look if you don’t want to listen I got other things to be doing, like selling my stock to customers who actually want to buy!

The dwarf let out a rapturous laugh. ‘Calm yer knickers. Nae 'at Ah hink yer haverin me oan', but ye meint hae it mixed up wi' daggerscorn which isnae tay far fom daggerhatred.

The trader was about to raise his voice when he saw the gaggle of dwarves
further ahead looking on with their beady eyes. Potential customers he thought, best be careful here.

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Animal people are people to

30 January 2014, 19:43 Rating: 21 [+]

     Just to start, this is not a vanilla DF story. I slightly modded my game in the creature raw files so more creatures can be tamed/domesticated. So on with the story. I embarked on a river in a forest in the untamed wilds. And swiftly dug down and made a farm and pasture for my animals hopeing that the cobra people won't bother them or my dwarves. After a while I discovered that I liked to capture various creatures and use them for defense but still have a backup military incase s*** hits the fan. After a while as my fortress grew into a county, a Minotaur came and swiftly got caught in one of my many cage traps. And brought deep down into the animal room. And immediately trained and left to wander the fortress. After a while he seemed to get along well with my troglodyte family that had already been a member the fort for many years. Still he seemed lonely even with the conversations with the other human and dwarven traders he still seemed to not converse that much. However after a few years luck would have it another Minotaur arrived but, this one was female who was swiftly captured as things normally go in the guild of tiredness. She was immediately introduced to the colony and coincidently was trained by the same trainer that trained the previous Minotaur. The Minotaurs hit it off very well and had a daughter after a while who was the first tamed Minotaur of the fort. Shortly after the birth the female Minotaur and male got along so well that they got married. Ever since then they have been inseparable slaughtering hoards of goblins while the dwarves are taking care of their daughter with more to come. Now if only I could make them work, craft, and haul. Meanwhile deep down in the breeding pits other creatures are being domesticated hydras, rocs, and maybe one day dragons.Those goblins had better fear the debts because the dwarves control it. 

The Fall of Deathhomes

17 January 2014, 00:51 Rating: 7 [+]

It started with seven dwarves, The Conquerors of Terror, who came to a terrifying marshland, and founded Deathhomes in the spring of 112. First began the taming of the area, the building of a covered entrance, of a covered trade depot, and the building of a covered pen/pasture for our animals. Things went swimmingly at first, albeit the constant raining of frost giant ice-cold water put a small damper on our spirits, we built a road to facilitate incoming trade. By the first winter, we numbered in the thirties and began to delve into the earth for more metals.

Within two years, we had a full, self-sustaining fortress.

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Godenegast - The Adventures of a Dwarven Fortress

08 October 2013, 23:01 Rating: 9 [+]

Felsite 82: Fish and Elves

It is a rainy spring here in Godenegast, with the fisher-dwarves becoming ever more reluctant to journey out for fish at the hazard of getting wet.
"At least it’s not sunny!", the other dwarves would say, yet the fisher-dwarves still grunted and shrugged the responsibility off. Yet, many suspected the real reason behind the fisher-dwarves’ lack of ventures to be the annual elven caravans.

The elves did not always see eye to eye with the dwarves of Godenegast, with the industry needs of the fortress increasing constantly, the elves took a negative outlook on the constant deforestation and crafting with wood. The elves would hold a dwarf in conversation for hours just so they would be able to express their oh-so-deep concerns to the poor little bearded ones who could not return to their rooms fast enough.

Godenegast was not a fortress of visual might. The entrance was simply built into a small mountain side, with large bridges within a dwarf-made cavern allowing for a fast-acting front defense. The  land around the entrance remained virtually untouched, save for the lack of trees. The dwarves often hoped it would stop the elven caravans from finding them, but the traders always knew where to look.

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Dodge Machine

05 June 2013, 00:37 Rating: 13 [+]

The second year soon passes in Tunnelmountains. It is soon winter. All was good, food was plenty, drink was endless. Cage traps where placed near the entrance so intruders could be thought a lesson. War dogs where also breeding. In the there was a forgotten beast trying to get its name known, but it could not reach the fort, but that's beside the story.
Walls and a moat was about to be set when the liaison from the mountain homes came with a caravan. There where still not a bridge built to be raise when they entered the fort. Just as they set the foot in, there was an ambush of goblins. The poor woodcutter outside never stood a chance. Everyone was called to the fortress for protection. Luckily there was not many outside that day. The dwarfs and the liaison got inside the fortress without problem.

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Pants

31 May 2013, 08:53 Rating: 7 [+]



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