<< Previous Chapter
>> Next Chapter
^^ Index
Captain's Log. 1st of Granite.
It's the first day of spring. Heralding the coming of what I like to call 'Those filthy pointy eared bastards'.
Recently they've been okay. Possibly because I'm far more dangerous than anything else they've met on the way through.
Especially for them.
At any rate, I've been far too preoccupied battling the antlered menace, keeping it from harming our workdwarves as they build the fortress walls to keep them out, to worry overmuch about Elves, or trading.
We've now got enough beds for everyone I think, so even if they bring wood, we don't need it desperately yet.
They'll be giving me a good deal this year I think. Oh yes, a bloody good deal.