paul.j.fenwick
Freedom Loving Scientist
Welcome to my home on the internet! Everything here is free
under the Creative Commons Attribution 3.0 license unless marked
otherwise.
This site contains various pieces of writing across my various
interests, and spanning several years. You can
fork this site
on github if you wish.
I really love the Dwarf Fortress community, and a lot of it is centred
around the bay12 forums.
Unfortunately, I don’t love BBCode (aka phpBB syntax), which is what the
bay12 forums require me to write posts in. I’d much rather use
markdown. So
I decided to fix that with the help of vimperator, and by writing my own
markdown to BBcode parser.
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17th Moonstone, 101, Early Winter
It all began with Addie MenacedCluster reporting that great dingoes had been spotted out in the woods. This truly seems to be a land of giants, and these beasts are no exception:
Given what happened the last time warlock merchants were in camp, I feel justified in being very cautious about the approach of any wild animal. Our front-line squads are put on high alert, and not a moment too soon, as while the dingoes keep their distance, a much more terrifying threat appears:
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26th Timber, 101, Late Autumn
Despite us being far from our homes in this frozen waste, it appears that not only are we crawling in traders, but they are unable to unpack their goods without setting something on fire. Imagine my surprise when I made a show of SageEthereal and myself being at the depot to greet them, only to find ourselves surrounded by flames. At first I thought the hill orcs were retaliating due to the senseless loss of their kinsfolk in the trade fire a month before, but it appears that they obtained a barrel of dragonfire—no doubt from the warlocks—and were eager to show us their wares.
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25th Timber, 101, Late Autumn
“UngodlyPetal, my sweet, we have been searching the wildernesss for a long time to find a place we can call home. What do you think of this place?” asked LonelyZeus.
“I like it, WebbedStolen dearest,” said Hostergaard, sipping on a small bottle of disease resistant draught that she kept in a flask in case of contact with dwarves. “And we have family! What a delight it was to find Jaxy LyingBolts and Talthra Wraithlikepainted out here.”
“Yes, they do seem to be making a name for themselves. I wonder how Talthra’s children are doing back home? Little TortureSold and GreaterCursed. Such lovely names.”
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8th Sandstone, 101 (mid-autumn)
“Clanleader, I don’t think the warlocks took kindly to you refusing to trade.”
“Whatever makes you think that?”
“Sir, the world is on fire…”
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