![]() I fixed the medical room but the octogone still haunts me. I explained to her squares are the art thus to aspire for that. The medical room was ruined! Behem hollowed it in an unscrupulous shape and called it an octogone. ![]() I am hollowing the hall path and assigned Behem to start on the medical room to avoid discipline. I do not understand the bustle when no doctor brothers came with us but I do not question leader to his beard hair. Leader bellowed to hollow out the medical room sooner. It is a unique design I call "Miserable Pits to Work In." I hollowed squares for the work stations to be constructed. If I could fill my flask with your breath I would need ale no more. That is terrible.įifteen sunrises have happened since Mittens went missing. Behem suggested we drown prisoners in the water. I suggested holes with water around the tower for close water. Leader determined a prisoner room and then determined a medical room to keep prisoners alive for more time. Leader called the miners for a meeting to determine what is essential to Bravemule. Oh that unscrupulous mule! It does not understand tables. ![]() No gratitude for the careful craft placed in these structures. I hollowed out the food hall and snoozed in bed and leader burst through the door and bellowed to dig work rooms. Hail Bravemule.Įlf spit! I am offered minutes to admire a creation before the next work order. We will build this tower tall for all the brothers to see and return to us. After thorough discipline it was decided with unanimity for the tower to be called Bravemule. The construction of the walls is complete and the name voting has come to a close. Behem suggested "Elfmurder" and Exi suggested "The Miserable Tower of Miserable Death." I called an anonymous vote and supervised the process. I am dealing with substantial quarrel over what to name the tower. I feel that administrative work has been distributed with heaviness on me. I followed with discipline administration until each dwarf felt their room was satisfactory to their needs. I reminded I ordered with kindness the rooms to be built before my office. The construction of the living area is complete. She followed with locking one cat in a stranglehold for three minutes and asked me to count again. She lined up cats and gave a demonstration of numeric value. To avoid mistakes in my broker of funds work I assigned Hyte to educate me on numbers. I stationed Squib to watch for unscrupulous activity. A trick to lure unassuming dwarves into their maws. We celebrated the promotions with a barrel of rum and mule meat.īehem alerted me to a herd of elf beasts. I agreed with her ideas for more functioning and elected myself manager of work tasks, record keeper, and broker of funds. Mar quarreled for distribution of authority through work titles. There has been demand for official positions. The other dregs are assigned to the construction aboveground. Exi swore a decade of architecture experience and helmed the design. The miners have begun to dig a living area beneath the storage room. If the brothers live, this tower will be their beacon. It was traumatizing to behold.Īfter the elf attack, my order to build walls around the staircase leading underground was unquarreled. She slashed open their throats and stabbed the final bird through the skull meat. I ordered the dregs underground and Squib unsheathed her bronze blade to meet the foe with her war mutt. She swore three horrific elf birds approached with talons and harsh cries. While moving the commodities Behem ran to me with terror. She did not seem convinced until Hyte looked at her with menace. I puffed my chest and reminded with politeness my name had been brought up in the last round of Captain promotions. Mar quarreled the decision and questioned the claim I have to leadership. I armed two dregs with picks and ordered the commodities to be moved underground. If the elves hunt us then this will be our last stand. We recovered the wagon but there is no method of repair. I asked Hyte with suspicion if she had fashioned the mule into a tunic and she glared at me in a way I did not like.Ī wheel shattered in the river fording. I inquired about the new armor and she said she has never known any mules. Hyte handed me morning meat and morning ale. She picked a plump squirmer out of the mule and put it in her mouth and swallowed and she said: I have maggots also. I bellowed again more polite: I am sorry I bellowed, there are maggots. I administered discipline before they could be given fire.Ī quarrel happened when Dett informed me the mule corpse was alive. I admit this flower stink wagon is a bane to my nostril hair. There was tantrum over the elven commodities on board. I travel with dregs silent from the massacre done upon us.
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