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Captain's Log. 17th of Limestone.
The dwarven merchant caravan has arrived, and we've move our trade goods to the old depot, which is still the one being used.
I was on my way to trade when I was stopped by a young dwarf.
"Captain, sir!" he greeted me, "I was wondering if there was more I could be doing around here. You see, I'm quite poor, and..."
I stopped him there.
"My boy," I said to him, "a dwarf needs not ask my permission for the pursuit of work! He must take his fate boldly into his own hands, and seek it out! That is the way of a dwarf!"
"So... I can look for work?" he asked me. I could see he was uncertain.
"What is it you do, lad?" I asked him.
He told me he was a siege operator. No wonder he has had so little work. Apparently he's been spending most of his time hauling stuff from place to place.
"Try looking for masonry work." I suggested.
"But," he protested, "I don't know anything about masonry!"
I reassured him it would be easy for him to learn, and sent him on his way with a pat on the back.
Unfortunately, this pat on the back sent him flying down the hall, but I believe it was in the right direction, and I'm fairly certain he was conscious afterwards.
Youth today, they need a guiding hand.