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I swear the 'Baby Cannon' idea is already in the game. Some lives I've fired out so many little humans in quick succession , I always end up calling the last one Goosey.
''Cause I'm as loose as a goose'' ^^
This happened to me yesterday, got took way south to 'help with something' by a random woman. Saw the knife in the woods, as she went to grab a berry I jumped out n ran back to town, got her name to two people with knives and they got her just as she killed another.
Also, if women switched to a pregnant state before having a baby (shown with a bigger belly), this could also help with planning.
[Watches the forums for people demanding a new belly flop tech line...]
Maybe something involving a new food source... Let ur nanas go all squishy in the sun then 'lil bumpy does the humpty dumpty?
Looked back over my family lines, strangely noticed it stated I killed my aunt Emi. I honestly don't think this happened, I can't recall having a bow on me or knife so I'm confused as to why It's there in black n white. I think I remember a girl with a snake bite died next to me, but all lives merge together after a while so cant be certain.
Just wondered if anyone else has been under accusation but cant remember the crime?
I was born into a prosperous town today to a mother asking if anyone could smith. I said I could and whilst being given the tour I found out we only had a solitary steel bar, no iron left. I grew my little legs some more, grabbed a basket and some berries and set out exploring. There was literally no iron in the surrounding area, anywhere. At all....
I did however, find an iron vein to the north west. I headed back to town, notified the people and we used the one piece of steel left to make a pick. It was at this time a rouge snake was on a rampage by the furnaces. I died...
Reborn. Happily to the same townsfolk. I again grew big enough to explore and headed out east, again, no iron to be found until again another iron vein presented itself. This time I was determined.. I left my food at the vein and ran back to town, barley surviving, I made it back to grab the pick. I said about the vein and we made the stanchion kit. I had no cart, it was a lengthy task by myself trekking back with pick and kit. I placed the mine and hauled the full load out onto the floor. After four trips of baskets loaded with iron I finally managed to get my hands on a cart and returned the full quota back to town.
Already getting older, I wanted to see the floor load of iron transformed into boxes of shiny steel ready for consumption! I set about firing multiple loads on four or five stones. with two apprentices and two tongs we were making fine progress until... I lagged and died at age 56....
RIP Cartel Hashimoto (Gen 14) it was fun experiencing life with you. My your Iron run through the peoples tools for generations.