Journal of King Andreas.
It's been a while since I last left off. Well, we were hit shortly after that, and our numbers stand at thirty four. They broke a hole in my walls, but we've filled it in. I don't like the new concrete section, but I'm assured that it'll hold up well enough.
Not that I have any other choice. The winter is too cold and stormy for anything else to be tried at this point.
Another interesting tidbit, the question on their intelligence notwithstanding, we've learned something new about these creatures. It's a weakness that it's unlikely they know how to fix by themselves... depending on their intelligence. They... Heh. They -freeze-. They don't have internal body heat. I wonder if that means they are attracted to heat sources? And if so, how do they find them? Some sort of infrared vision?
Every morning, the watchers use scrapers to knock ice off the walls, and this helps to keep any of the creatures from finding a handhold.
...Something's come up that must be attended to. What sort of lovely surprise, I wonder? /sarcasm
I'll write again once something new develops.