![]() To keep things running smoothly, you’ll need to manage everything from Zones to Stockpiles to Administrators to Farm Plots. I always thought tombs were a little sombre.Creating a functioning fortress in Dwarf Fortress isn’t as simple as just digging a hole and moving in. That's the throne room, dining room and quarters laid out! All that's left is the mausoleum now. I've got some plans drawn up for Queen Sankis' new quarters too - I've made them REALLY big just in case. The beard trailing behind passed through my office door like a beautiful golden river of. 'Poppery?! What is this moleshit?' Rixaxun asked. 'What do you think?' I asked, pushing it across the desk. 'Wait, wait, wait, I've got it,' I said hastily. Rixaxun and Sewermancer exchanged a glance and Rixaxun even rolled his eyes! where do you think would be best?' I asked. 'So, where do you want these rooms and how big do you want them?' Raxixun said, using his pick to extract a congealed ball of snot from his nose (so dwarfly!) and staring at me with those steely grey eyes of his. 'I was only joking, ha ha ha!' I said sitting down with a cheery smile, letting him know we were equals. 'That's insubordination, Mr Sewermancer!' I said, standing up. 'Oi, Rixie, wait up! What's the tosser want anyway-' I'm not sure I got the joke, but I laughed along anyway. 'Rooms for the nobs, pah ha ha ha ha haaaaa!' the dwarf roared. 'I need you to dig out some rooms for the nobles.' I was struggling to contain my excitement - I've always fancied myself as an interior designer. 'What do you want, Sirocco?' he said sitting down, carefully leaning his pick against the wall and stroking his enormous beard. He's quite the most dwarfly dwarf you ever did see, journal! Steely eyes, a firm posture, and a beard three times as long as he is.ĭon't tell anyone, journal, but. I called Rixaxun and Sewermancer to my office immediately so we could start designing the new rooms. I made my excuses and left so I could check the records again - I think a previous overseer tricked poor Bobthethurd and told him the dining room was his office so they wouldn't have to build him one! Well, we can't have that! I also discovered similar shenanigans were afoot with the rooms of Phrederick, 64bitrobot, and - worst of all! - Queen Sankis herself!!! 'Nonsense! This is my office! Do you think I'm a liar, huh, is that it, boy? This chair right here is my personal THRONE you sad fool.' He bustled me through and then closed the door behind us. Wipe your feet afore you enter or I'll have your knees for paperweights.' ![]() follow me, sonny, follow me.'Īfter about four hours of circling the fortress, Bobthethurd eventually walked me towards a small rock door. 'Well, I'm trying to build you a dining room like you wanted and I thought you'd want me to put it next to your office but I can't find it anywhere.'īobthethurd giggled, fell silent for a moment, forgot who I was, then giggled again. 'Whaddaya want you little pipshqueak?' he slurred. I found him by one of the stills (he's a predictable old mayor, bless him!) and approached him.īobthethurd turned round and eyed me blearily. I had to get the miners to dig out some rooms for the nobles! But there were some discrepancies in the records I simply couldn't ignore (I'm a good dwarf) so I went to visit the mayor to clear some stuff up. Wow, this overseeing stuff is really difficult! I've lived in this fortress for nearly a decade now and I still don't know where everything is, ha ha ha! Anyway, where's that list.
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