EPTI say, we try to reclaim the fortress to keep the game going. If you guys want to do this let me know and I can upload a the world with the fallen fortress.
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2nd of Granite
All the loot. The loot, the glorious loot. Its all mine! No stinky mushroom breath dorfs to share the shinies with. But... those gobbos, those brimstone sniffing, sulfur bathing, grass skinned mountain toothed monsters! They want our loots. But we will not lets dem has it now will we. Oh no. We can't let that happen. I can smells them, smells them all the way from here in my nice cozy bed.
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5th of Granite
If we can makes a wall, mightier than all. The fortress... Will be ours! And the gobbos can melt in the sun!
7th of Granite
I hearz dem. Trampling down the stairs like like a thunderstorm. I hope they done finds me...
no! no no no! No no no no damnit! They ams taking the loots! How dare they lie their gnarled slimy appendages upon our things!
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10th of Granite
The ghost of Vucar ams here... He says I will die. I think that he lies. The greenies will get bored, and thus leaves the horde!
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15th of Granite
We needs.. helmets! We needs dem! We must make helmets! (he mandated for helmets)
Why don't we has helmets! No wonder everybody died!
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28th of Granite
Still out there they are... we can hears their guffaws and chuckles... Maybe we should invite them for drinks and ask them why they will not leave us be.
We would love a drink right now yes we would...
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29th of Granite
dem leather faced, troll leather wearing, rot mongering, festering, muck loving, troll kissers must die!
We've had enough!
![[image loading]](http://i.imgur.com/cXb80.png)
The fetid pages are caked with blood and other mysterious fluids, only Armok knows what gruesome and wretched fate befell this dwarf...
All the loot. The loot, the glorious loot. Its all mine! No stinky mushroom breath dorfs to share the shinies with. But... those gobbos, those brimstone sniffing, sulfur bathing, grass skinned mountain toothed monsters! They want our loots. But we will not lets dem has it now will we. Oh no. We can't let that happen. I can smells them, smells them all the way from here in my nice cozy bed.
5th of Granite
If we can makes a wall, mightier than all. The fortress... Will be ours! And the gobbos can melt in the sun!
7th of Granite
I hearz dem. Trampling down the stairs like like a thunderstorm. I hope they done finds me...
no! no no no! No no no no damnit! They ams taking the loots! How dare they lie their gnarled slimy appendages upon our things!
10th of Granite
The ghost of Vucar ams here... He says I will die. I think that he lies. The greenies will get bored, and thus leaves the horde!
15th of Granite
We needs.. helmets! We needs dem! We must make helmets! (he mandated for helmets)
Why don't we has helmets! No wonder everybody died!
28th of Granite
Still out there they are... we can hears their guffaws and chuckles... Maybe we should invite them for drinks and ask them why they will not leave us be.
We would love a drink right now yes we would...
29th of Granite
dem leather faced, troll leather wearing, rot mongering, festering, muck loving, troll kissers must die!
We've had enough!
The fetid pages are caked with blood and other mysterious fluids, only Armok knows what gruesome and wretched fate befell this dwarf...
![[image loading]](http://i.imgur.com/TbJvM.png)
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