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Captain's Log. 16th of Slate.
Another weird one. For once, not in the party hall.
She's a woodworker by trade (hah!) and apparently usually pretty level headed.
That didn't stop her from seizing ownership of the carpenter's workshop, and demanding all sorts of things.

ALL SORTS OF THINGS!

I've ordered the others to do what they can. We'll see how it pans out.

Captain's Log. 2nd of Felsite.
More migrants!
Our new population now makes us a real fortress, not some useless outpost.
That means I'm the mayor.
Bomrek is now the 'Captain of the Guard'. I can see we'll have to begin working more... closely.

In any case, rollcall!
1 Thresher.
2 Cheesemakers.
1 Brewer.
1 Herbalist
1 Grower
1 Stoneworker
5 Useless peasants.
1 Furnace operator.
1 Metalsmith
1 Fish cleaner
1 Trapper
1 Gem setter
1 Clothier
1 Butcher

1 Mule
1 Donkey
1 Foal
1 Kitten


I conscripted all the ones I deemed useless into the new Fortress Guard.
A few individuals stood out from the rest:

And yet another would-be wrestling dwarf. Youth of today!

Our population count is now at 68 souls. Most of who are useless.
Still, the massive population surplus gives me a chance to catch up on doing nothing at all.


Captain's Log. 6th of Felsite.
Looks like the weirdo carpenter is actually doing something.

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