Cosmo
Does Not Know Kung-fu
Deathhammer
Turn 1
Trektek
Construction of the forge goes... as well as it could. It wasn't like Deathhammer was reconstructing the great lava smelters and daemonforges of Zharr-Naggrund, although with human labor that would be an impossibility. Humans, even when given clear direction and hits with whips, were naturally clumsy creatures, incapable of replicating the work of even the youngest and most unskilled dawi. But they had a sense of loyalty when properly broken in. One of the many failures of Deathhammer's kin, the dwarfs of the Karaz-Ankor, they believed humans to be worth something, and they were, but only after they had been properly broken by the lash. They were like any other beast of burden, the fact they had thumbs didn't indicate their worthiness to be treated like 'friends', merely served to show how much greater the Dawi were, as a people and culture. Just like so many others, they existed to be used.
The 'Forge', was very similar to a human blacksmith. There was a smelter, a crude bloomery which could smelt down iron into very crude, and slag riddled, raw material that could be worked into something more. It was... painfully primiative by Dawi standards, but it was a starting point if nothing else. They'd need to invest more resources and labor to make something worthy of note like a blast furnance or a true smithing workshop, but it would do.. for now. Sadly, the stupid humans incapable of following even basic instruction, had a bit of an accident during construction, Twelve Human Slaves were lost. Perhaps they could have been saved, but the foremen and overseers put more stock in finishing the smithy and stopping the damage from spreading to it rather then getting them any kind of medical attention. Afterall, they were just slaves and humans above that.
Still, construction was completed as best it was able.
Smithy/Basic Worshop completed [30 Gold Cost]
Work on the pens went well, especially with the smithy done to allow them to construct bars to install... everywhere. The slave pens are kept underground, in the old fort's basements the bars used and installed to keep them locked away. There was something sadly poetic, or suitably poetic, about forcing these humans to construct their own holding pens. The pens would be a place for them to sleep, a few buckets were placed in for them to 'go to the bathroom with' [and they had to share the buckets, of course], and, every week or so, their overseers would take a group to go and bathe themselves in a nearby stream, mostly to stop the smell and stop the spread of disease from taking away their slaves, at least, until they had a solid network for replacing them.
It doesn't take long for the tight confinements and loss of anything resembling 'good treatment' takes their toll on the slaves. Some of the stronger ones form groups within their cells, they start taking control of the buckets, of the food, demanding favors of all sorts for use of either and beating down those who resist. The efforts of Deathhammer in setting up 'incentives' both works.. and doesn't. Humans had a capacity for cleverness and cruelty that was beyond the orcs {but nothing compared to Deathhammer, himsef}. Two of the groups started to purposely sabotage the third, forcing them to slow down in work.. they did this by hurting their workers when the overseer was looking the other way, breaking a finger here and there, shattering a nose... Threatening to harm them or their loved ones.. The third group naturally slowed down and so came in last... They picked a small man, who had his leg broken by one of the other groups, as their sacrifice.. He was shoved, forcibly, into the daemon engine on Deathhammer's chest, his shoulders snapping like twigs as the thing inside pulled the screaming man into its burning abyss, blood spurting out and over his terrified group, until his screams and pleas for help finally stopped...
A rather harsh display, but a needed one, not that it would make a difference, so long as the alliance of the two remained, this group would always come in last. It seemed the 'two' agreed to alternate who got the reward, some time would tell if this would be a fruitful partnership that gives them ideas or if it'll naturally fall apart.
Rudimentary Slave Pens Constructed [15 Gold Cost]
During the season, 6 additional slaves died from sickness, injury or wasting away in their pen {5 + 1 devoured by daemon}. Slaves have an attrition rate each season, this rate goes up or down depending on events and your care, or lack there of, for them and their work load. {Lightning got to avoid it this turn because he crit, otherwise his would be higher then yours}
Turn 1
Trektek
Construction of the forge goes... as well as it could. It wasn't like Deathhammer was reconstructing the great lava smelters and daemonforges of Zharr-Naggrund, although with human labor that would be an impossibility. Humans, even when given clear direction and hits with whips, were naturally clumsy creatures, incapable of replicating the work of even the youngest and most unskilled dawi. But they had a sense of loyalty when properly broken in. One of the many failures of Deathhammer's kin, the dwarfs of the Karaz-Ankor, they believed humans to be worth something, and they were, but only after they had been properly broken by the lash. They were like any other beast of burden, the fact they had thumbs didn't indicate their worthiness to be treated like 'friends', merely served to show how much greater the Dawi were, as a people and culture. Just like so many others, they existed to be used.
The 'Forge', was very similar to a human blacksmith. There was a smelter, a crude bloomery which could smelt down iron into very crude, and slag riddled, raw material that could be worked into something more. It was... painfully primiative by Dawi standards, but it was a starting point if nothing else. They'd need to invest more resources and labor to make something worthy of note like a blast furnance or a true smithing workshop, but it would do.. for now. Sadly, the stupid humans incapable of following even basic instruction, had a bit of an accident during construction, Twelve Human Slaves were lost. Perhaps they could have been saved, but the foremen and overseers put more stock in finishing the smithy and stopping the damage from spreading to it rather then getting them any kind of medical attention. Afterall, they were just slaves and humans above that.
Still, construction was completed as best it was able.
Smithy/Basic Worshop completed [30 Gold Cost]
Work on the pens went well, especially with the smithy done to allow them to construct bars to install... everywhere. The slave pens are kept underground, in the old fort's basements the bars used and installed to keep them locked away. There was something sadly poetic, or suitably poetic, about forcing these humans to construct their own holding pens. The pens would be a place for them to sleep, a few buckets were placed in for them to 'go to the bathroom with' [and they had to share the buckets, of course], and, every week or so, their overseers would take a group to go and bathe themselves in a nearby stream, mostly to stop the smell and stop the spread of disease from taking away their slaves, at least, until they had a solid network for replacing them.
It doesn't take long for the tight confinements and loss of anything resembling 'good treatment' takes their toll on the slaves. Some of the stronger ones form groups within their cells, they start taking control of the buckets, of the food, demanding favors of all sorts for use of either and beating down those who resist. The efforts of Deathhammer in setting up 'incentives' both works.. and doesn't. Humans had a capacity for cleverness and cruelty that was beyond the orcs {but nothing compared to Deathhammer, himsef}. Two of the groups started to purposely sabotage the third, forcing them to slow down in work.. they did this by hurting their workers when the overseer was looking the other way, breaking a finger here and there, shattering a nose... Threatening to harm them or their loved ones.. The third group naturally slowed down and so came in last... They picked a small man, who had his leg broken by one of the other groups, as their sacrifice.. He was shoved, forcibly, into the daemon engine on Deathhammer's chest, his shoulders snapping like twigs as the thing inside pulled the screaming man into its burning abyss, blood spurting out and over his terrified group, until his screams and pleas for help finally stopped...
A rather harsh display, but a needed one, not that it would make a difference, so long as the alliance of the two remained, this group would always come in last. It seemed the 'two' agreed to alternate who got the reward, some time would tell if this would be a fruitful partnership that gives them ideas or if it'll naturally fall apart.
Rudimentary Slave Pens Constructed [15 Gold Cost]
During the season, 6 additional slaves died from sickness, injury or wasting away in their pen {5 + 1 devoured by daemon}. Slaves have an attrition rate each season, this rate goes up or down depending on events and your care, or lack there of, for them and their work load. {Lightning got to avoid it this turn because he crit, otherwise his would be higher then yours}
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