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We had a strange occurrence immediately upon our arrival. I went over the survey's team report. I had to! I'm the only person with any knowledge of farming. I need to know soil content and land lay and elevation. You can imagine my horror at an assignment like this. The temperature cold, the ground frost-covered, and the plants covered with snow. They're all terrible conditions for a profession like mine. Although the team found it difficult to confirm the existence of magma, you can imagine my excitement that the valley site had a brook nearby. With water we would be able to farm, even without a good topsoil - we have yellow sand.<br \> | We had a strange occurrence immediately upon our arrival. I went over the survey's team report. I had to! I'm the only person with any knowledge of farming. I need to know soil content and land lay and elevation. You can imagine my horror at an assignment like this. The temperature cold, the ground frost-covered, and the plants covered with snow. They're all terrible conditions for a profession like mine. Although the team found it difficult to confirm the existence of magma, you can imagine my excitement that the valley site had a brook nearby. With water we would be able to farm, even without a good topsoil - we have yellow sand.<br \> | ||
The report failed to mention one very important detail.<br \> | The report failed to mention one very important detail.<br \> | ||
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The brook is <i>frozen</i>. Without guaranteed magma, the only thing we could hope for is thaw in Spring or Summer.<br \> | The brook is <i>frozen</i>. Without guaranteed magma, the only thing we could hope for is thaw in Spring or Summer.<br \> | ||
I did my best to express my concern for the others but I don't think they adequately understood. Solon just ordered me to help move things closer to the foothills with the others and, really, that was all I could think to do too. The stockpile was organized miserably, but I tried to put the meats and Plump Helmets near each other. For some reason, one barrel was filled with decaying lizards parts - I thought it was the camel that was now chained near our stockpiles - and we near lost one barrel of beer in the movement. Olin stumbled and dropped it, but it didn't break open. For a moment, it looked like we might have to rely on insufficient crops and depend on food imports ... | I did my best to express my concern for the others but I don't think they adequately understood. Solon just ordered me to help move things closer to the foothills with the others and, really, that was all I could think to do too. The stockpile was organized miserably, but I tried to put the meats and Plump Helmets near each other. For some reason, one barrel was filled with decaying lizards parts - I thought it was the camel that was now chained near our stockpiles - and we near lost one barrel of beer in the movement. Olin stumbled and dropped it, but it didn't break open. For a moment, it looked like we might have to rely on insufficient crops and depend on food imports ... | ||
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... when the most bizarre thing happened. With a wave of heat that rolled over the hills and mountains, everything burst alive. | ... when the most bizarre thing happened. With a wave of heat that rolled over the hills and mountains, everything burst alive. | ||
[[File:Olonbekorn_003.jpg|800px|thumb|center|CLIMATE!]] | [[File:Olonbekorn_003.jpg|800px|thumb|center|CLIMATE!]] | ||
| − | There was a noticable pause in everyone. The snow on the trees vanished, the ground became green (grass) and yellow (sand), and, perhaps most bizarrely, there was the loud crash of wet upon wet not unlike a thirsty Dwarven miner lost in his own genius | + | There was a noticable pause in everyone. The snow on the trees vanished, the ground became green (grass) and yellow (sand), and, perhaps most bizarrely, there was the loud crash of wet upon wet not unlike a thirsty Dwarven miner lost in his own genius. The ice brook, in a single instant, unfroze and started flowing northward! The animals scattered from the sound and went in every direction. I, for one, was amazed, happy, and worried, running my fingers through the thin soil and loose sand. We had been spared a horrible time growing things by nothing short of a miracle; but, if this miraculous land was so capricious, things could easily and just as quickly flash freeze right back.<br \> |
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Those of us who hadn't yet started moving again were snapped from our surprise by Dîshmub knocking the wagon apart, and Solon bitterly murmuring "It's still cold."<br \> | Those of us who hadn't yet started moving again were snapped from our surprise by Dîshmub knocking the wagon apart, and Solon bitterly murmuring "It's still cold."<br \> | ||