THE UPDATE OF DEATHS
Many deaths this update. From dwarves being dwarves and well ... my stupidity too

Our first was a already melancholy dwarf who decided that because
his wants weren't fulfilled he decided to kill himself
When the game first started we had another dwarf (which I wasn't aware of) demanding(!) that his needs be met. Already gathering admantium and some bones he screamed for more leather stacks, forest, square blocks and bars of shining metal. Yet he constantly refused the several hundred rock blocks we had created and the glass blocks. Realising that he may actually want metal blocks the dwarves set to try to fill his need, but alas, it was too late and the moody dwarf sulked off
The mayor realising the mood in the fortress, decided to sacrifice some goblins for blood sport.
The plan was for the goblins to get dumped down a hole and archers on the other side of fortifications would have to shoot through additional fortifications making it a bit of a challenge (and more enjoyment!) for the dwarves. But the foul green beasts were smart enough to not stand infront of the holes and the archers couldn't get a shot off. The Mayor, still wanting his bloodsport, ordered the wall knocked down and the hammerdwarves to execute the goblins.
As the wall was knocked down the goblins seemed prepared and leapt out of the hole and straight for the door!
A poor engraver had to quickely run to the door and lock it, locking himself in with all the goblins!
Lord Strange and Emu led the charge against the foul creatures:
Note the war hammer being lodged in heads
After the smashing good sport, which the engraver suffered from a smashed toe, it was onto more training for our victorious hammerdwarves. Reports of a fleshball in the caverns prompted the mayor to order the caverns breached. The hammerdwarves were sent down to smash
Erush and Emu eager to smash, led the way and started hammering away at the flesh ball. It was going extremely well until Erush the Fool decided to tackle the flesh ball into the large pool of water!
Emu shaking his head at the stupidity (or dorfyness) of the situation decided to head back, flipping his hammer expertly back into its strap feeling as if he could take on anything with his hammer:
(sorry about the dodgy text)
With spring arrived it was time for the
elvish caravan. Only tolerated because of their strawberry wine. As the trading started to commence, the damn green goblins seemed to want revenge for the Mayor's earlier bloodsport. With the drawbridge down to let the elves in, the goblins could easily walk straight in and kill as they liked
The only defense was an offduty crossbowdwarf and a lone Lord Strange
5v1 can Lord Strange do it !? Probably not
*Also that moody dwarf dying happened to be our only metalcrafter who was legendary. Time to train up a new one :/