Daggermines - 4th timber, 102, late autumn

8 migrants have arrived, some of them are even useful: another mason, a butcher, a blacksmith, a metalcrafter,  lye and soap makers, a peasant and a child. He's a son of a lye maker, i assume either their mother did not made it or she dyed back at Mountainhomes, but the lye maker (what is his name, again?) did not wanted to get into the details. Fine! Now, let's put them all to good use!

The liason from Mountainhomes also still amongs us. The guy hangs out in my quarters all the time, eats and drinks from my own stockpiles and ultimately refuses to leave. He was unfortunate to miss the caravan's leaving and i suspect are afraid to go back alone now.

I'm preparing to start the meat and stonecrafting industry this winter and everything is starting to look a little bit brighter, unless i go outside and see another undead bull there.