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Captain's Log. 20th of Granite.
I was on my way to the trading depot to meet the pointy-eared bastards, when BurnedToast caught up to me.
He told me some peasant chap has begun calling himself 'The Mimic' and has started wrestling with other dwarves.
BurnedToast quickly relegated him to the military, where I'm sure he'll get his fill of fighting.

Captain's Log. 11th of Slate.
The Elves finally left. With no treachery at all. Perhaps they've learned their lesson?

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