well considering the MASSIVE amount of *candy* arming, the immigrants should be splurging in! that AND my wonderful ladies! I've decided to introduce a strip club! what i'll do is make adamantine standing poles/spears or something, and the make a 3-by-3 burrow around it, with *masterwork* plump helmet food, assign some lovely lady to it, put a bar in the corner full of exotic alcoholic delicacies, and rat-weed, which i mistook for actual weed when i bought the caravans entire crop of pot, and masterwork candy pipes. its gonna be great! (disclaimer: all or none of these things may or may not be possibly inapropriate for the consumption of children under the dwarven working age of 10. they contain jokes, bay 12 references, liberal levels of liberally applied liberal justice, and/or copious amounts of sexual references.(disclaimer disclaimer: i was at least slightly buzzed (read: falling over drunk) due to the recent breaking of my blood circulation muscle(s) by a certain close-held female associate during there writeing of the previous paragraph this left me in a state of slight disarray.(read: IM FUCKED BRO!)))