Goblin siege, ballistas and Wacky Sitcom Roommates

Sep 06, 2010 21:09

This year in Dwarf Fortress went amusingly, and the game cranked up the difficulty factor as Laboredanus hit a population of 150. I built my first Shop (I'm not quite sure how it works... and I think I built it in the wrong/inefficient location?). New discoveries in a game I thought I had understood!! WHEEEE!

The Royal Court exploded, as the full retinue arrived. The Count Consort, Philosopher, Tax Collector, Hammerer, Replacement Dungeon Master and Fortress Manager. Immediately, EVERYBODY needed new housing, and as the dwarven economy had kicked in, I booted several existing nobodies out of their low rent tenements, moved the beds and furniture to high-quality engraved rooms, and gave all the new arrivals their assigned tombs.

An elven caravan announced it's arrival, and concurrently SCANDAL a goblin siege appeared! 15 goblins stood at the edge of the screen, looking at the vast crater that is now Laboredanus, and pondering what to do. The elves quietly and slowly made their way into the fortress, and it was business as usual. Behind the goblins, A PACK OF ZOMBIE WOLVES appeared, and suddenly the goblins were at a moment of no-return. They moved toward the fortress, and I gave the order for all civilians to withdraw, and the militiadwarves made themselves ready for attack. In my recently constructed ballista tower, the ballista mechanics readied themselves for the battle.

The zombie wolves succeeded in devouring half of the goblins, while the other half ran idiotically straight into the line of fire of my ballistas. ZING ZING ZING, half of the remaining half were speared. The remaining few ran into my collection of SERRATED BUZZ SAW BLADE traps, resulting in ludicrous gibs, and THE LONE SURVIVOR, the crossbowman, was able to discretely sidestep the wolves as they, too, walked into my buzz saws. Crossbowman goblin walked away, somewhat pathetically.

In celebration of this rousing success, the barrels were tapped at the Green Glass Statue and a party of epic proportions began. 500 barrels of booze were emptied within the space of a season.

PARTY TIME!

The Philosopher and the Dungeon Master, I have decided, will share one single bed. I will observe closely what happens to this Odd Couple.
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