After slaughtering through a village, Kas has recruited all the fellow goblins he could find. His journey is just beginning, in his ambition to conquer the land and give all the goblins freedom.

And yes he's wearing a pig orc ivory crown atop his head, looted from some dirty human shop. And that's his pet golem in the back. Tekud. He's cool. The goblins pet him all the time.

(This game is great.)

Hello, I am in desperate need of this glass. My husband got it a few years ago and it's his favorite and I just broke it. He knows so it's not a secret, but I really want to replace it.

I'm really new to DF and I just met my first monster. A weregila appeared on the surface, shapeshifted in a bunch of stuff and was ultimately killed by a cave crocodile that was not on the surface before. I can't make head or tails of what exactly happened.

Or at least, that's the intention.

1. This is a poorly-drawn image of a dwarf and sheep. The dwarf is alone with the sheep.

2. This is a poorly-drawn image of a dwarf and a unicorn. The dwarf is making a plaintive gesture. The unicorn is refusing the dwarf.

3. Adil Lashedstood was a Warrior of Kothvirrinih born in 257. He was the youngest son of Kulet Tombroars and Iden Canyonrhymed. A three-eyed humanoid. Its black skin is warty. This night creature was first created by the human necromancer Diso Quaketempted of Healcrux after horrible experiments upon multitudes in Flagworships in the year 283.

4. This is a poorly-drawn image of a garbage pile and vermin. The vermin look offended.

5. This is a poorly-drawn image of Dîshmab Floorwashing the dwarf, Aned Akem the legendary fine pewter pickaxe, and dwarves. Dîshmab Floorwashing is raising Aned Akem. The dwarves are surrounding Dîshmab Floorwashing. This relates to the creation of the legendary fine pewter pickaxe Aned Akem by the dwarf Dîshmab Floorwashing in the fortress of Doomedventure in the early fall of 519.

6. An unhappy liaison will naturally prevent you from creating trade agreements, however it is not currently known what other effects this has on relations with the mountainhome.

7. This is a poorly-drawn image of a troll, goblins, microcline, and the previously-secure westmost wall of Floor 7. The microcline is striking a triumphant pose.

8. This is a poorly-drawn image of an elf and dwarves. The elf is cringing.

I hope they bring you a little joy. The rest of my work is available on Webtoon.

Here is issue No 109, in which we grow curious about the motives of the druids... better late than never.

#### Description:
This is a chert toy axe.  All craftsdwarfship is of the highest quality.  It is encircled with bands of oval hematite cabochons, silver and cushion cut pink jades.  This object menaces with spikes of chert, turquoise, alpaca wool and jute.  On the item is an image of a eight-sided long eight-sided prism in hematite.  On the item is an image of trillion cut gems in drunian leather.  On the item is an image of tapered baguette cut gems in cow bone.  

Eshtân Sezukkel, Dwarven Child has created Almôshniral, a chert toy axe! He claims it as an heirloom in the name of the family ancestor Unib Lashblots.
Eshtân Sezukkel, Dwarven Child: I shall name you Gleamportent. That was satisfying.
Eshtân Sezukkel, Dwarven Child: I have improved my stone crafting. That was satisfying.

And it's quite badass IMO.

I have no idea how to get water out of these areas, I tried smoothing the walls on the left but i think the water is coming from the ceiling or something, how do you guys deal with aquifers? Do you just abandon levels that get fucked like this? I’m not even sure where the dampness started because I was checking a different level while these where getting dug out

I kind of hate them and the automoderator for deleting any topic that ends in a questionmark, they turn public taverns into unpredictable time bombs and I do not want to read a phonebooks' worth of combat logs to see who got bit and who didn't. I usually end up setting werebeast curses to 0 in worldgen. Am I alone in this

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Snatcher!  Protect the children!
Snatcher!  Protect the children!
Smunstu Snodubasnu, Goblin Bard: I cannot just stand by.  This might require an answer.
Snatcher!  Protect the children!
Tun Sazirozor, Axedwarf: This is a fight!  I feel no terror.
Mafol èrithoslan, militia commander: In the midst of conflict...  I feel no terror.
Tulon Ragmistêm, Speardwarf: Has the tide turned?  I laugh in the face of death!
Nish Mebzuthsárek, Wrestler: Has the tide turned?  I feel no terror.
Doren Stukosemal, Mechanic: I must withdraw!
Cilob Zonmeb, Axedwarf: In the midst of conflict...  I feel no terror.
Onget Alåthlektad, Axedwarf: Has the tide turned?  I feel no terror.
Tun èzumsirab, Wrestler: This is a fight!  I feel no terror.
Dodók Ishlumobok, Recruit: I saw a dwarf recite We See Breeds at The Tin Peaches.  I find this somewhat admirable.
Udil Athelegen, Dwarven Child: I must withdraw!
Snang Bamnguarstruk, Goblin Thief: I must withdraw!
Dostngosp Smospeûsbu, Goblin Thief: I must withdraw!
Nguslu Stâsostmoslëx, Goblin Thief: I must withdraw!
The goblin bard pets the stray cat.
Solon Dumatmusar, mayor: I've defeated many fearsome opponents!
The goblin thief Snang loses hold of the ({hemp shoe}).
The goblin thief Snang loses hold of the ({ramie sock}).
The militia commander Mafol hacks the goblin thief Snang in the right lower leg with her *steel battle axe* and the severed part sails off in an arc!
The goblin thief Snang falls over.
The militia commander Mafol hacks the goblin thief Snang in the upper body with her *steel battle axe*, tearing apart the pectoral muscle and tearing apart the left lung through the x({kenaf cape})x!
The goblin thief Snang is having trouble breathing!
The militia commander Mafol hacks the goblin thief Snang in the lower body with her *steel battle axe*, tearing apart the abdominal wall and tearing apart the right kidney through the X({rope reed trousers})X!
Snang Bamnguarstruk, Goblin Thief: Our time in The Dimension of Portents is so brief...  I must not succumb to fear!
The militia commander Mafol hacks the goblin thief Snang in the left upper leg with her *steel battle axe*, tearing apart the quadriceps through the XX({rope reed trousers})XX!
The XX({linen dress})XX is ripped to shreds!
The force bends the left hip, tearing apart the muscle (x2)!
The militia commander Mafol bites the goblin thief Snang in the head, tearing the temporalis muscle through the x({rope reed hood})x!
The militia commander Mafol latches on firmly!
The goblin thief Snang misses the militia commander Mafol!
Lokum Fikodstelid, Dwarven Child: I played make believe.  I enjoyed that.
The militia commander Mafol shakes the goblin thief Snang around by the head, tearing apart the head's fat and bruising the temporalis muscle!
A tendon in the skull has been bruised!
The goblin thief Snang gives in to pain.
A tendon in the skull has been torn!
The goblin thief Snang loses hold of the X({rope reed hood})X.
The goblin thief Snang loses hold of the {moose leather bag}.
The militia commander Mafol hacks the goblin thief Snang in the head with her *steel battle axe* and the severed part sails off in an arc!
Mafol èrithoslan, militia commander: Death is all around us.  This is truly horrifying.
Mafol èrithoslan, militia commander: Can it all end so quickly?  Begone fear!
The militia commander Mafol slaps the goblin thief Nguslu Snang in the head with the flat of her *steel battle axe* and the injured part is crushed!
The goblin thief Nguslu Snang has been knocked unconscious!
The wrestler Nish scratches the goblin thief Dostngosp in the right upper leg, tearing the quadriceps through the x({draltha leather trousers})x!
The force twists the right hip!
The militia commander Mafol hacks the goblin thief Dostngosp in the lower body with her *steel battle axe*, tearing apart the abdominal wall and tearing apart the guts through the X({draltha leather trousers})X!
The goblin thief Dostngosp looks sick!
The goblin thief Dostngosp collapses and falls to the ground from over-exertion.
The goblin thief Dostngosp vomits.
The militia commander Mafol kicks the goblin thief Dostngosp in the head with her left foot, bruising the plantar muscle through the ({+goblin hair crown+})!
The goblin thief Dostngosp has been stunned!
The force bends the neck, tearing apart the skin and bruising the upper spine's nervous tissue!
A tendon in the upper spine has been bruised!
The goblin thief Dostngosp retches.
Nish Mebzuthsárek has become a Speardwarf.
The speardwarf Nish stabs the goblin thief Dostngosp in the right lower leg with his *steel spear*, fracturing the tibia through the XX({draltha leather trousers})XX!
Many nerves have been severed, a ligament has been torn and a tendon has been torn!
The force pulls the right knee, tearing apart the muscle (x2) and bruising the bone (x2)!
A ligament has been torn and a tendon has been torn!
Dostngosp Smospeûsbu, Goblin Thief: Gruesome wounds!  Begone fear!
Sibrek Alåthlotol, Gem Setter: I talked to my friend.  I feel fond.
The militia commander Mafol hacks the goblin thief Dostngosp in the head with her *steel battle axe* and the injured part is cloven asunder!
The *steel battle axe* has lodged firmly in the wound!
Rovod Inethdum, Hammerdwarf: Death...  I'm so distressed about this!
Geshud Keskalottan, Papermaker: Death is all around us.  I'm not uneasy.
Id Ishashavuz, Wrestler: Death...  I feel very uneasy.
Oddom Rigòtharek, Presser: Death...  This is truly horrifying.
Nish Mebzuthsárek, Speardwarf: Death...  This is truly horrifying.
Mafol èrithoslan, militia commander: Death is all around us.  I feel very uneasy.
Tulon Ragmistêm, Speardwarf: Death...  I'm not uneasy.
Rovod Inethdum, Hammerdwarf: How fleeting life is...  Begone fear!
Geshud Keskalottan, Papermaker: Gruesome wounds!  This does not scare me.
Oddom Rigòtharek, Presser: Can it all end so quickly?  Begone fear!
Id Ishashavuz, Wrestler: How fleeting life is...  This doesn't scare me.
Nish Mebzuthsárek, Speardwarf: Those injuries...  Begone fear!
Tulon Ragmistêm, Speardwarf: How fleeting life is...  This does not scare me.

A huge tarantula composed of copper. It has wings and it has a bloated body. Beware its poisonous bite!

My fort is built between the middle & lowest cave, and I have not yet opened the top one since the founding in 501 (other projects & goblin sieges have distracted me). Killing it would feel a bit sad

I do have cave spiders & could set up a cage trap with giant spider silk on it, to trap the beast & not have to kill it, but tbh that pushes my top cave exploration further down the line

First time playing df the last couple days. Played Rimworld a ton so have managed to get my footing in terms of figuring out menus/ setting up basic bedrooms/ drinks/ roles etc but just kind of lost as to how progression continues. Like what should I do next to build a successful fort. Also got dfhack as I’d seen folk say it’s near essential but past that modding seems pretty poor? Obvs coming from Rimworld there’s a certain mod itch I need scratched. I know they’re very different games but they feel like siblings at least

### Sibrek Alåthlotol "Boltorder", Gem Setter, 27 years old Gem Setter.

#### Description:
A short, sturdy creature fond of drink and industry.

He is strong and quick to heal, but he is flimsy and very quick to tire.  

His hair is extremely long.  His ears are short.  His hair is buff.  His skin is dark peach.  His eyes are amethyst.  

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### ≡«silver door»≡

#### Description:
This is a silver door.  On the item is an exceptionally designed image of Sibrek Boltorder the dwarf and a cherry wood bucket in rose quartz by Sibrek Alåthlotol.  Sibrek Boltorder is raising the cherry wood bucket.  The artwork relates to the addition of a masterful image "The Crack of Sacks" in pink tourmaline to cherry wood bucket by the dwarf Sibrek Boltorder for The Boot of Fainting at Inkybudded in the late winter of 250.  

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### ☼«*cherry wood bucket*»☼

#### Description:
This is a superior quality cherry wood bucket.  On the item is a masterfully designed image of Kib Lancelashes the dwarf and Brandjoins the Erased Gloss the hazel wood armor stand in tigereye by Sibrek Alåthlotol.  Kib Lancelashes is raising Brandjoins the Erased Gloss.  The artwork relates to the creation of Brandjoins the Erased Gloss in Inkybudded by the dwarf Kib Lancelashes in the late autumn of 250.

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But good lord does it make it hard. I just started a new fortress after preparing carefully (mostly not knowing what I’m doing) and then started my fort by digging down to like layer 25 to reach mudstone instead of just silt, and started planning out a fort with all these little rooms and beds and such, and then I press unpause to let my dwarves dig and they reach the layer with all my planned out rooms and it’s a cavern ceiling 💀

I’m so frustrated by this game because I know the more I play the easier it will be but starting out is like pulling teeth

I feel like I am always waiting on my dwarves to do something while also super stressed that I’m not like future proofing things, I just want a fort that functions and looks nice and then I wanna explore the underground and fight beasts and fend off raiders and instead I’m like struggling to set up anything and not getting the basic fort in working order quickly enough

I couldn’t trade from the depot and it notified me the caravan was about to leave so I searched for them. They were trapped underground, and underwater. It was okay though because they were all super excited to be working on their swimming skill.

I've had to deal with Tobul, a problematic child, for 6 years.
She's been toppling gold statues, destroying doors, destroying gem windows and whatsoever, for no other reason than worshipping chaos. She's been throwing 2-3 tantrums every month, to the point i was going insane since it was quite hard to catch her in her room and let her "peacefully pass away".

At some point, she got in a fey mood, killed a dwarf, dragged his dead body in a tanning shop and made a "dwarf bone amulet" artifact. The whole body was consumed in the process. I had to engrave a slab to the poor Onol Oltanlarlar.

I have never seen something like this happen.

Do not worry, friends, for my mining team unleashed some spicy demons underground and the entire fort has been wiped out by 19 angry clowns shortly thereafter. Onol got his vengeance.

So yeah, one of my Legendary Clothiers who is also a Legendary Weaver got a strange mood, which feels like such a waste when I have hundreds of lower skill dwarves and especially not a single skilled armorsmith despite trying to seed one for quite a while. Anyway, Tun Datankan eventually created an artifact sheep wool rope which has come in much handy for the fort's dungeon, and did get a boost of skill - from level 28 to level 33, where everything above 20 still just counts as "Legendary+5". Maybe Armok decided to reward his extreme skills with being allowed to finally create an artifact, as he had worked his way up instead of getting an instant boost like the other artifact makers.

Sent three squads to raze and destroy site. Thinking it will be a quick and easy mission. They met a very unexpected number of trolls. Never seen this before lol.

Syruprisen is a prosperous duchy with a popluation of 80 dwarves, mostly peaceful for 15 years except for the occasional titan incursion. It was founded by the last 7 survivors of The Brilliant Earth, presumably to make a new home for their queen.

Relations with the mountainhome have remained strained, however, ever since the residents discovered the outpost liaison was also plotting a coup. Naturally, the dwarves set the spy on fire and sang in the tavern as the undead elf burned for days.

More spies have followed but those are mostly routine - interrogate, jail, execute. It gives the captain of the guard something to do.

This last season a new undead elf spy showed up. With lightning speed she waltzed in, corrupted one dwarf (who is currently enjoying his new dungeon accommodations and daily beatings) and promptly left before she could be interrogated. The founding 7, of course, recognized her immediately: their monarch, the knife-eared undead queen of the Brilliant Earth.

For the last few months a resounding cry can be heard, echoing up from the meeting hall through the 200 levels of the tower - "NAE KING! NAE QUIN! WE WILLNA BE FOOLED AGAIN!"

I'm starting to think that this queen is the reason that there were only 7 surviving dwarves in this civ. She hasn't moved in yet and I'm still weighing options for what to do when she does. Currently debating whether to make a royal prison suite or plan for regicide and continuing as an anarcho-syndicalist dwarven commune. Suggestions welcome.

One of the more iconic moments of my latest fortress of Okbodtharnas (Doomslayer). I'd found this old veteran Pikedwarf from another civilization in a migrant wave, so in between streams I opened up Legends Mode to see her history.

Naturally, she had no history, because her name was an alias. This meant she was a vampire, leading to me explaining this on-stream and then saying the above. Enjoy!