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Captain's Log. 17th of Sandstone.
It feels like I've been spending all my time in the office at the moment, with barely a moment to spare for myself.
Today I met with many unhappy citizens, all agitated about the lack of work. Or, more to the point, lack of work that isn't hauling.
Most saw the rational side when I pointed out that our fortress had produced an enormous surplus and it required storage, instead of just sitting in the workshops.
Part of my work is, of course, paperwork. Today, a demand crossed my desk. A Rose Gold table in the Hammerer's bedroom.
While we should be capable of doing this, it doesn't explain why she needs it.
Nobles are quite strange.
Our other resident nobles are also causing problems. Baron Lorn has mandated the construction of bucklers, which is no problem, while his wife has mandated the construction of sterling silver items, which is a problem.
In the entire fortress, not an ounce of sterling silver, nor the ingredients to make it.
We've also had a crafts workshop taken by yet another of these oddball dwarves. Usually this is a cause for pity, rather than concern, but he has made off with some platinum bars and nuggets. Expensive work, I hope its worth it.