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Captain's Log. 13th of Opal.
One of those useless peasant folk went all weird today. Yes, she was in the party hall at the time. But she ran up and kicked one of our craftsdwarves out of his workshop.
Once again, the request was for wood logs.
Given what happened last time, I ordered some of the external wall to be torn down and replaced with stone, to accommodate her needs.
Soon she began her mysterious work!

Captain's Log. Amendment.
Today is the 21st of Opal, and her work is complete. It's a toy axe. Not even a real axe. A toy one.
It's has pictures on it, one of kobolds fighting with us dwarves, and another of we dwarves labouring.

It's really great work... completely useless though.
She's called it Grievedrams. I have no idea why. Must be a peasant thing.

Captain's Log. 1st of Granite.
It's been roughly three years in this fortress.
Three years since its founding. Three years of hell.
I've pulled up rather nicely.
Of the seven of us who struck the earth initially, only four remain.
Considering the turn around time on arrival versus death around here, I'd say we're living on borrowed time.
Admittedly, I'm not noticing the deaths as much as I once did.
My dwarves entombed Vabok, the mad liaison, without even letting me know he died so that I could celebrate.

Things could certainly be worse for me though. Most dwarves here are homeless, without even a bed. They slum it on the floors of the barracks, but I can't help. We have no wood.

One surprising factor is the lack of mining we have been involved in.
We have progressed no further than to strike a living area below the aquifer. Most of our food and workshops are still above it, however, leading to an interesting logistical situation, what with only the single stairwell connecting the two.

I'm putting a petition out for any suggestions on expanding our mining operations. There must be something of interest below us.

Captain's Log. 12th of Granite.
Elves. Again. You'd think they'd get the hint. This time I put a few axedwarves on duty near the trading depot.
Unfortunately only their squad leader could make it. The other two were... in bed together. I'm told they are grieviously wounded, with the wife having suffered brain damage, and a miscarriage. The husband has a broken arm.
Still, doesn't look good having that in the report.

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