Year 1

Upon disembarking from our wagons we were greeted with the biting cold of the mountain lands that would be our new home "Market Copper". I set the dwarves to work immediately chopping down wood and clearing out an underground farm near several frozen ponds which we will then breach when this winter freeze has thawed. Let us hope our supply of food and alcohol holds us until then and our beards do not freeze off.

Spring's warmth has finally graced us and the snow and ice has begun to thaw. I had our miner breach the side of the pond flood our farms and depositing the rich invaluable mud. We quickly patched this hole up with a wall continued excavation this time for an underground cistern and well.

Just after dawn a half dozen raccoons appeared in the distance and they appear to be heading straight towards our loot pile.

We managed to kill several of the raccoons before one made off with an axe and another with rope.

The well has been successfully completed. Now we are no longer dependent on our crops of mushrooms fermented in stale cave water for drink.

Tragedy has truck Market Copper today. A roaming sasquatch necessitated creating a make shift military. The first brave dwarf Etur Stinthadzuglar who arrived to the sasquatch was killed in the line of duty. We were unable to catch the sasquatch after a frantic chase that took many hours. Eventually the beast left and we solemnly laid Etur to rest.

These past months have been relatively uneventful. I started hollowing out a large portion of the earth for additional storage and workshops and cursory dig into the stone to begin construction of a more proper fortress.