I apologize for the lack of screenshots in this update, it’s just… well, you’ll see.
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Mid-Summer, Year 105
Some merchants have finally arrived from the nearby human settlement, and they brought with them some much-needed supplies. The exotic fruits and animals we purchased will fill our bellies for months to come, or will provide some much-needed entertainment; my fellow countrymen are getting tired, and wary, and that makes them edgy, prone to accidents.
I’ve ordered the courtyard to be extended towards the end of our territory. I intend to build this fortress under- and above-ground, and such a passageway could then be smoothed, paved, and lined with statues. Locunmisten shall be more glorious than our own Mountainhome!
Late-Summer, Year 105
“The Werekangaroo Nguslu Kutsmobogu has come! A large kangaroo twisted into humanoid form. It is crazed for blood and flesh. Its eyes grow green. Its sepia hair is long and shaggy. Now you will know why you fear the night."
WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT??
This… this abomination has appeared near the edge of our fortress. The creature immediately set upon a stray yak bull and my fellow woodworker Tholtig, tearing them apart. It then started chasing Lolor back to the fortress, and managed to bite off his hand before the human caravan guards attacked the beast. They fought bravely, and in the end they slew the fell beast, but not before having one of their own brutally mauled.
The loss of Tholtig will weight heavy on our hearts, but Lolor’s mauling will hurt us more in the long-run; we’re already swimming in wood logs, and I can pick up the slack in terms of woodcrafting, but losing a farmer would be devastating. I hope he survives...
Late-Summer, Year 105
The attack yesterday has brought our glaring lack of protection into light. Whether the Werekangaroo knew we were here or whether it wandered here on its own is of little consequence; ask Tholtig. I think Lolor will survive, thank Armok, but with the merchants leaving we will soon be defenceless.
Late-Summer, Year 105
Lolor just turned into a fucking Werekangaroo, right in the middle of the FUCKING DINING HALL, where EVERYONE WAS EATING. He immediately set upon a dog, tearing it apart, and then attacked Sarvesh and Eshtan, ripping them apart. I couldn’t do much, and may Armok forgive me, but I ordered the doors to the dining hall locked, trying to save the rest of the fortress. Vabok was still inside...
I will wait, and hopefully Lolor will starve in there. There’s nothing we can do for him if he’s going to turn and kill us all. I’m sorry Vabok. I’m sorry everyone. We will make sure your sacrifices will not be in vain.
Early-Autumn, Year 105
All is lost.
I thought that by locking that monster within the dining hall, ironically devoid of food or water, would solve our problems long enough for migrants to arrive, but the creature tore the door down like it was paper. Poor Bim… he tried to run, but the Werekangaroo picked him up, and like a rag doll shook him around until he literally broke apart.
I locked myself in my room with some supplies, but I know there is no escape. Perhaps I can wait for Lolor to turn back into dwarf, and maybe I can make a run for it, but I can hear it pacing outside of my door. Any moment now, it’s going to tear down my door...
Any moment now...
The next few pages of the tome are drenched in blood. having seemingly laid in it for some time. The librarian claims it was brought back to the Mountainhome by some beast-man, and you are inclined to believe her. What is certain now is that there is likely no survivors left of Locunmisten, and that the fort’s history will eventually be lost in the annals of time, an unremarkable and forgotten mark on the world...
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Well that was... definitely the shortest-lived fortress I've managed. I thought that megabeases such as the Werekangaroo would take longer to show up, so I delayed setting up defences, but I guess I was wrong...
As you can see above, a dwarf bitten by a werebeast has a large chance of changing into a werebeast themselves, rapidly causing the death of everyone within your fortress.
So that's it for Locunmisten! That was much shorter than what I was hoping for, so I may post other fortresses, or perhaps just short Dwarf Fortress stories, we'll see. I'm currently working on another fortress (in order to get a feel for the most recent version of DF), and I'm also cooking up something for the TS4 series I've got, so, Beautiful Reader, stay tuned!
J
