8th Hematite
The dwarfs started the construction of the ballista defense and further expanded the storage areas. The armorsmiths were busy creating admantine breastplates for the glory of our army.
Obok Borlontrist was taken by fey mood. Let's see what he is going to come up with.
Meh, not even one menacing spike on it.
Five new bums decided to call our fortress home, at least one of them is a decent siege operator. This is going to be useful.
The fortress population is now at 102 dwarfs.
14th Galena, Late Summer
The Human Caravan from Emmunanthath arrived. They brought with them lots of ammo and weapons. The trade was good, more than 30k worth of goods were exchanged.
And then suddenly...
SIEGE! Dwarf the ballistae! Station the Squads!
I expected a bit more than a dozen goblins, but its better than nothing I guess.
They arrived just in time to test the defence. A brief tour of the system follows:
The ballistae are placed in such a way that they cover every row of the main corridor. The hole in front of them and the fortifications stop the enemies from coming too close.
A bridge is used as a safety cover, controlled by the lever behind the ballistae. When raised, siege operators can safely practice and accidental fun is prevented.
The old place where the ballista was placed is perfect for stationing the squad of marksdwarfs.
Enough blabbering, let's see how it works!
Ooops, looks like it hit one of our own, but the brave dwarf survived... only to be brutally slain a few moments later.
A fierce fight raged on for a few days.
With help from the humans the nasty goblins were slain like pigs.
The last surviving forces of the enemy started a desperate retreat, but they didn't got very far.
Only one goblin managed to make it out alive and in a last attempt to score a hit it killed...
A bunny! Poor thing...
After the thunder of battle died out and the dwarfs emerged victorious, songs and laughter could be overheard coming from the meeting hall. The master engravers started chisling out epic scenes from the fight and the masons made shiny new coffins for the fallen in battle. The spirit was high and everyone was happy that they still had most of their bodyparts attached to them.