The Tale of Ingish Pillarspeak
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(40 votes)Written by melkorp
I found a kidnapped dwarf in Legends mode called Ingish Pillarspeak, who ended up being the sole defender of his adopted goblin civilization, killing over two hundred dwarves, including his own mother, father, father in law (he married another kidnapped dwarf, she was killed by dwarves early in the war), brother in law (dueled him five times), several brothers, and a sister. He was at war with his original dwarven civilization from the year 30 to 70, armed with a crossbow and presumably a knife. He liked to rip off the third toe of his opponents. Oh, and he ate the dwarves he killed (never his own family, at least).
He was the victor of his final battle against his original dwarven civilization, but still (somehow) lost the war. He joined the new civilization and later died of old age, wandering the wild.
When I visited the now-dwarven dark fortress he’d defended for so long in Adventure mode, there was a goblin priest in the temple. Every dwarf I talked to had a relative who’d been killed by Ingish Pillarspeak.
I imagine the war was ended when Ingish was shown his own kill list, and it was explained how many of his own family he’d slain in battle. I imagine Ingish negotiated amnesty for the goblin priest, who may have been the only other surviving member of his adopted society by then.
Late in his life Ingish began worshiping a rampaging giant he’d seen battle his goblin kidnapper while still a prisoner. The giant passed through his life kind of like Halley’s comet, right at the beginning and just before the end. The list of gods and demons he’d worshiped and the various entities he’d claimed membership in made me sad: he fought so hard for so long, and for what? His dwarveness, his goblinness, his marriage, his nation, his sense of who his family was and who he had to protect, as it all kept shifting and changing around him. He was a dwarf constantly in search of something to believe in, and his capacity for belief gave him a terrible power. If that didn’t alienate him from his fellow dwarves, I’m sure the fact he’d personally killed (and occasionally eaten) everyone’s grandparents did.
I deleted his whole world after I realized I’d spent 40 hours researching his history in a week that I worked 50 hours, and was still accruing more detail. When I found out he’d shot and killed his youngest sister I cried. DF creates epic stories.
(40 votes)Engravings
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(19 votes)I currently have an engraver who is obsessed with a certain incident. Over and over, the engraver carves depictions of a human who was known for hunting wild beasts. What do the engravings show? The human being ambushed by an alligator. Then several different engravings each depicting the alligator tearing various body parts from the human until, finally, the alligator rips his entire torso apart and the human bleeds to death.
The engraver occasionally carves some pictures of wheat as well.
Written by Techne.
(19 votes)Kobolds Have a New Terror In The Night.
(18 votes)Among the horde of immigrants arriving this spring, skulks a figure wearing giant bat leather pants, menacing with spikes of orangutan bone, with long greasy black hair in a warrior’s pony tail. She’s talented with dagger and shield, eschewing dwarven weapons for those taken from the bodies of her enemies. The other metalsmiths called her a Grand Master of her craft, forging cages and coffins the like of which few have seen before. In her spare time, she carves bones and hunts vermin.
She absolutely detests flies.
She tends to avoid crowds. She has a fertile imagination, but dislikes intellectual discussions. She is put off by authority and tradition, is slow to trust others. She is not straightforward with dealing with others, but she finds helping strangers to be very rewards. She says she’s done with thrills and risks in life. She is confident and often does the first thing that comes to mind, claiming her actions were inspired by Otung Bravesinges, god of war, fortresses, fire, caverns and earth.
She joined the deluge of dwarves heading toward Spearpost alone, friendless, unarmed and unarmored. When asked for tales of her bravery in the past, all she said was “I’m getting used to tragedy.”
Kobolds beware, for crime has a new enemy in Spearpost. Her name is Urshrir Hallcrazed, and she’s Captain of The Secretive Earth.
(18 votes)Obcessive Compulsive Dwarf-order
(23 votes)Once upon a time, there was a newly emerging fortress. It was lead by Count Ogurlun The Third. The dwarves dug down and down into the stone, but Ogurlun became angry – he just couldn’t stand the sight of all that rock lying around.
He ordered for the rocks to be thrown into a stream near the entrance, but this resulted in the flooding of the fortress. Perhaps if Ogurlun the third had of learnt about stockplies, his fortress may just have made it past 5 minutes…
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