I am dUMBELLS Clobberblockade, leader of The Iron of Webs, citizen of The Plank of Elevation. Some know me by my strange obsession with Siliceous ooze, others know me for my strong addiction to alcohol. My comrades, however, know me by my mining ability, I will personally set the foundation of this fortress. It's name: Drunkenwork.
Once introduced to this environment I first noticed the brook was frozen over, I should start on an underground reservoir. I've started up this fortresses entrance layout, I think it should give us good defense against the oncoming goblin sieges. A wall will be built around the channeled portions and space will be made for those marksdwarves.
After hours of hard work me and my partner Ducim Manormoistened we have finally got the rooms carved out. Praise Ral Rocksparks the Flare of Flame; the river is no longer frozen! I gave orders to the woodcutter to cut down exactly seven trees for our beds. Those blasted elves would complain if I took any more tree's 'lives'. Why we are allied with them and why they still are alive I do not know.
I was walking today and suddenly heard a crunch sound, looked down, and was horrified to see a rotten dragonfly. I immediately gave the dwarves an order to put a stockpile of refuse outside. This is why I hesitated when the dwarves wanted me to take kittens along. I also sent the bookkeeper to his office for the next month or so.
The moat has been going along smoothly, it's just that these dwarves keep going on death wish runs to grab some stone down there. It is now summer, and my ultimate fear is for a carp to appear in the river, but I am doubtful as the river freezes in winter. We have more than enough food.
http://mkv25.net/dfma/map-3092-drunkenwork