There’s a vampire in my dwarf fortress and he or she keeps eating babies and sleeping farmers. My militia captain turned up dead, in his room, drained of blood too. Meanwhile, my newly appointed baroness threw a fit, went berserk and killed some dogs before getting an arrow in the head (she didn’t like that the mayor’s bedroom was fancier than hers). A lot of her friends are sad about this. All the while my masons can’t build enough coffins to keep baby ghosts from haunting the halls, there’s a goblin siege going on outside, and too, there’s a necromancer trapped in a cage who just keeps raising anything dead he sees - fingers, hair, mussel shells - it doesn’t matter. Mostly though I just feel bad for all the dwarfs and I wonder if maybe this is what a god would feel like before shutting off its computer and saying “sorry about all of this, I can’t bear to watch anymore, fend for yourselves” except, you know, when I turn off the computer everything stops presumably.
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thewaterorthewave said:
poor dwarves. let the guilt wash over you, wretched deity
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hookersorcake said:
a hot delicious mess
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