Cøati bites Kan be pretti nasti
22 February 2016, 20:15
One fine dwarf day a curious coati wandered near my fortress to see if there were any shiny things lying about to steal. It ran afoul of a woodcutter and an herbalist out doing their jobs. The coati ran away, but the woodcutter and herbalist chased after it, intent on killing it. The herbalist caught up to it first and the two tusseled briefly before the dwarf fainted. The woodcutter then caught and killed the coati. Fearing for the herbalist's health, I checked the combat logs. I read, in slowly growing horror:
The coati bites the herbalist in the lower body, bruising the muscle through the (llama wool cloak)!
The geldables have been torn away!
No way. That can't be...
I examined at the dwarf and my fears were confirmed:
Rakust Rílukudil, Herbalist
In his thoughts and preferences, in bright red:
He is gelded.
Then the yellow text lower down caught my eye, and I found myself reading his goals:
He dreams of raising a family.
HE DREAMS OF RAISING A FAMILY.
After he regained consciousness, he went back to gathering plants as if nothing had happened, but I imagine that he did so with a heavy sigh and a wistful tear in his eye.