Daggermines - 1st Granite, 102, Early Spring

I am Snafu Ushatdodok, and I have led my dwarven comrades in this place, where our King had pointed his finger on the uncharted parts of the world map. From now on i am the Keeper of the Records and the first Overseer of Daggermines and i'm writing this note upon our arrival to the place we are bound to make our new home.
Here are the names of my dwarven companions for the record: Sneezelover the miner, Moogle the miner, Woodhouse the woodworker, Fishysticks the mason, Cheesedorf the farmer, LostEden the farmer and me, Snafu the clerk.

What i must say about this place, where we arrived, that it's rocking totally... terrifying! The place is stuffed with fucking sceletal undead monstrosities that we - hopefully - so far were able to avoid, but we cannot move anywhere else now because the cart is broken and we cannot fix it with no more spare parts available on hands. So the only thing we can do now is to dig a shelter and... oh crap! A harpy has attacked us so fast that noone could even notice! The dogs had torn a pieces out of the damn thing so it fell dead too, but all our dogs and a horse are struck down.

The animals that had been spared suddenly felt nervous and started looking out for some protection, especially the cats. Of course, they've chosen the leader here.