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Thriggle's Log: 26th Slate, Mid-Spring

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Dear Diary,

Leafsword is back from his nap (although I had to yell at him to go back outside and pick up his sword) and Masterblade built me a chair. I call it my Thinking Chair.



We also have a table and chair for the dining area now, and Masterblade is working steadily to get us some doors and hatch covers. That should do wonders keeping these darn acorn flies out of the dining hall. The little devils are pestering our precious ducks!



Leafsword seemed upset at first too, but I told him that they're just flying acorns, not actual flies. He seemed to calm down, so I guess he bought it. I then assigned him to mining duty with Purple Walrus.

They've finally got seven bedrooms dug out, so I'm having Tripps make us some nice wooden beds. The miners will be moving on to excavate the bathwater tunnel shortly. I hope they hurry up, because I can't think of a nicer hatching-day gift for the little ducklings that will be joining us soon.



Meanwhile, I'm taking some time to sit in my thinking chair and think some thinks.



Palamedes looked like he wanted something to do, so I sent him back outside to collect plants. Maybe he can turn them into medicine or booze or something, assuming he doesn't eat them all on the job. According to our records, last time for all his efforts he brought back a single prickle berry. Not even joking.

Thriggle's Log: 10th Felsite, Late Spring

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Dearest Diary,

You know, this place may be a little snug at the moment, but it's starting to feel comfortable, like old boots.

Tripps built three beds for us before she ran out of wood, then went outside to cut down a few more cacti.



In the interest of replenishing our dwindling alcohol supplies, Purple Walrus, Leafsword, and Masterblade have mined out a sandy area a couple floors from the surface.



I'm sure the volcanic sand will be great for growing pig tails, which means more ale for everyone!

Lizards keep crawling into our food stores, but the cats are doing a decent job rooting them out, so we still have plenty to eat. I think we should all have a meal together to celebrate.

Palamedes came back inside after searching all the nearby shrubs, and still he claims to have found nothing. Before he could complain about having nothing to do, I sent him to cook us a proper meal, now that we have a proper dining room.



That prickle berry better be delicious.

Purple Walrus took a break from mining to whip up a fresh batch of plump helmet wine.

14th Felsite, 251, Late Spring

Dinner time!



Even Schazer came inside for the occasion. She claimed that there's simply nothing worth hunting out there, unless we want to descend into barbarism like the elves and start chowing down on sapient beings.



…But I could tell she just missed our company.