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Mayoral Report - Lokum Lerommeng, 23rd of Galena 1089
Today I finally finished wading through the stuff built up after 30 years, separating it into various piles. The largest pile was requests made by dwarves long dead and buried.
It seems the Captain ignored all of them. What terrible governance!
Meanwhile, the countess has asked for shields to be made, which is easy enough, and the count has demanded (demanded!) that a steel cabinet be placed in his dining room. I queried him about it and he simply said, in a sage manner 'yours is not to question why." I think they're hazing me or something.
Then there's the problem that I still haven't got a man of my own! If my parents were still alive (Armok bless their broken bodies), they'd have arranged a marriage for me. I wonder if I can discover how exactly they died...