The Lord and the Lady Stay Up All Night to Get Lucky
Before him was a large number of tankards, many of which had previously been filled with his wife's second most special personal brew.
Lord Gatrim Greatmantle contemplated life even as he raised his tankard to yet another cheer.
Was any Dawi as lucky as him? (Besides that creeping suspicions that they weren't where they were supposed to be, at all.)
His hold loved him.
His throngs were mighty and it showed with the crushing of former inhabitants of the now named Kazad Urbaz.
Karstah was healthy, happy, and beloved by all the Clans of the Hold.
His wife, Valaya bless her, with wit that shaved beards and lifted hearts, her long still bronze-coloured plaits, beautiful sapphire coloured eyes that sparkled in every light, cheekbones sharp enough to carve gromril with, dimples like clefts full of oathgold, skin like the finest white marble, lips carved from rose marble...
Gatrim was going somewhere with his thoughts, until his wife, Daungrumm, caught his eye. They'd definitely fallen in love since those early days on that rock. What a lovely rock, maybe they could do something more than kiss upon it.
Maybe... they could do more than kiss upon it!
A quick word with the Elder Bogrur secures Karstah for the night.
Then sneaking some kisses upon his giggling wife, they steal away.
When Gatrim brought Daungrumm to their special rock, she caught on right away. Time to make another Garazi!
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Elder Bogrur kept (soon to be) Princess Karstah entertained with his mighty 'bah!'s and grumbles about her father, laughing in his head off internally watching the lad stumble 'stealthily' out of the hall being lead by the hand of his wife. Karstah would be further entertained by Bogrur's tales of the mighty weapons he once crafted in his youth.
More than a few elders across the Clans exchanged looks, for the Lord and Lady were not the only ones sneaking off to 'chisel out the cleft.' Youngsters these days. Could barely hold their ale, and could barely keep their hands to themselves.
A good thing. A bumper crop of Garazi would be good. Especially a royal one, death came all too sudden now-a-days.
Truly, brewing was the Blessing of Valaya's wisdom.
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Desired result is getting Karstah another sibling. Maybe another boost to pop growth overall, though given the timing they wouldn't be beardling/general dice until turn 40, I think. Or this particular crop of Garazi and Beardlings 'ripens' early for a pop update on turn 30.
So I've just been wondering, and please correct me if I've been blind, but has our dwarven population just not been... growing?
The current pop tempo is an update to the total number of dice every twenty turns as the Garazi become Beardlings and the Beardlings become Greybeards.
I expect that as our pop grows that tempo might increase. Which is why I keep pushing for pop growth omake rewards.
As to the council and stuff, iunno, we don't officially have a king yet, but the Throne Hall is getting built now, so that might change. And include the creation of a council and a redo of our options and how many we can handle a turn.
