First I remember finding a nearby artifact. At first I didnt know what to do with it. I made it go to each one of my buildings to see what would happen. Eventually I made it go around the map until I came upon a red granary. I sent a villager there and made it attack it(but at the time I didnt know what my villager was doing. I remember when the granary caught on fire. It was so sweet.
Then I remember finding a rock with little yellow dots in it. I had no idea what it was, and I was so amazed when my villager started mining it.
I also remember the first gazelle I slaughtered. It was so much fun.
Next I had found some fish, eventually I figered out that I could kill them too. I thought it was so funny to see my vills walking back to the town center with a big fish in their hands.
By now this was the most amazing game i had ever played. I was hunting gazelle, fishing, mining stone and gold, and chopping down trees. Eventually I got to the tool age and built a scout and enjoyed making it ride around. And then I saw it. It was a
Although I had found an enemy granary and destroyed it I had not even thought about the fact that their might be other civs living on the map, until a little guy wearing red pants came into my city. I made all my vills drop everything they were doing and made them all attack the red villager. I killed him, and I thought I had the toughest civ in the world.
10 seconds later my city was overun by chariots that killed my vills and set my buildings up in flames. I almost cried when I saw my people being slaughtered by these unknown barbarians.
Then when my last barracks was destroyed, the drums kicked in and
I couldnt beleive what had happened to my once proud civilization. All I wanted was to be left alone in peace. I remember kicking myself for killing the little red guy. Their was plenty of room on the map for both civs to live in peace but I had to attack the red villager. I had payed the ultimate price for killing him.
The second game I played I surrounded my city with walls and towers.