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27th Obsidian 1050 The arm of Matul Remrit is severed and we dregs are left scattered. The broker is too dead to count for me. I cut off his fingers and he is not faking. I will do what best I can to describe the situation: a sunrise happened since the wooden sword pierced my side. I am with enough dregs to fill a squad. No dwarf reports the strength to move the mule corpse off this cursed wagon but I cannot find my whip to verify these claims. When we split from the brothers, some were run through and dead in the bellies of animals at last correspondence. I do not know if the brothers live. They are not coming for us, and I hear the wolves howl. Bravemule is a Let's Play of Dwarf Fortress (yes, another one) by Kevin Snow. Each month is reported by one dwarf specifically on his diary, and it's heavily illustrated with depictions of important events. It is available to read here— Introduction This Let's Play provides examples of:
MATUL REMRIT ENDURES
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