When I drew my first breath some eight months ago I cried out - not your usual cry-baby "Waaah" - but instead a bellowing, earth-shattering "STRIKE THE EARTH!". I am the first-born of Idashled and the only child here. It seems that the enlightening company of these wise dwarven forefathers and mothers has indeed made me a baby genius.
After recognicing my potential the powers that be have given me somewhat free hands. I shall use all my limbs, my brain and above all my slate gray baby-eyes to spin a web of corruption into the dwarven souls of Idashled. I will soon be in total control.
I also sport a braided beard, long moustache and sideburns.
Our new manager is an incredible man and our leader doesn't fall far behind. However the inefficiency of our garbage disposal is still unacceptable. My #1 goal this year will be to spread the word of our wealth so as to attract fresh migrants to haul off all this filth, and I'm not talking about my fellow dwarves here even if I should.
Also, the stone traps at the gate are getting loaded stone by stone and I've ordered all the animals to be rounded up. I like my pets stuffed. Next up: a trash chute near the kitchens.
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