Author: kirabug

Day 619:

I dig under a lot of water sources… the bay, the river, the ponds in my barnyard…

Some of them I’ll let flow into the caverns. It’s good to have fresh drinking water and a source of protection against fire.

Others, like the ones in the barnyard, not so much. Granted, since the animals here still don’t seem to poop, it isn’t a hazardous waste problem… but you haven’t lived until you stuck your shovel into some dirt and had a waterfall of ducken fall into the chamber with you.

Which I’m betting means none of you have lived. Good for you! Go on with your bad undead self!

Day 618:

Some people have rats in their walls. Some people have skeletons in their closets. I have skeletons, but not in my closets. Instead, I have ducken in my walls.

Apparently the slippery little critters are moving past me when I’m building up secure walls and getting stuck, because now that I’m tearing down some of my walls to make them more secure, every once in a while there’s a wide-set pair of beady eyes staring at me over a yellow beak when I tear the wall down…

To be honest, it’s amazed I haven’t killed one yet, considering how many of what surprises me in these chambers really are out to kill me.

Day 617:

So I’m digging toward the village, except that I’m not digging toward the village…

Today I dug straight out for a while and then cleaned up some of the space… and when I drew the new chambers into my map I realized I had a couple of chambers that are misshapen or weird or jut out funny so that there’s probably  only a few meters of rock between them and the chambers next to them. So I’m going to clean them up while I’m at it.

This sounds like a time waster but it’s really about stability. If I can build strong walls on other strong walls there’s much less of a chance of something collapsing. Which is good, as I am breakable.

Day 616: I was attacked by not one, but two sets of murderers over the past two days. (The skeleton on the pony spider kind of took priority, sorry.)

So I’m thinking that if I want to head to that village, I’d better do it underground, for the same reasons that I  avoid topside during the night. No point getting murdered on the lawn when  I can be safe below.

Which you know means I’m going to get distracted by a whole lot of ore, as usual 🙂

Day 615:

Today I got attacked by a skeleton riding a pony-sized spider.

Yes, you read that right.

So apparently the spiders are strong enough to ride? Or at least for a skeleton to ride? I don’t really know the difference in weight between my skeleton and the rest of me, so maybe that’s significant and maybe it’s not.

This is one of the many things that having access to the ‘net would be handy for.

Meanwhile: at least one skeleton has decided to attack me from a mount, which makes me wonder once again whether this is one of those brain damage dream scenarios. My comatose brain has gotten bored, perhaps.