From the journal of Avuz Nosimtekkud
A handful of stragglers arrived just as I was linkin’ up these two bad boys to the meeting room downstairs. The wide hall is for the usual comin and goin, while I’ve got a whole heapin pile of materials ready to go to start loading up headbashin’ traps in the tight corridor. Should be enough drunks available to flip the two if the need arises, at least if I know my dwarves and their clusterin’.