In the beginning, all was barren. Wild corn rustled in the breeze, skittish deer paced about the forests, and brilliant metals glinted in the hills, but there was no shelter from the wind and rain, and vicious Bears and Wolves roamed the fields. The nomadic life had served the Native American people well for millenia, but, well, it got old after a while. The medicine men had visions of vast steel islands carrying braves who harnessed the very power of the storm across the open oceans, and of the untold riches of a thousand empires falling into their hands. Sitting Bull looked north, to Cahokia hill, and saw the high place from which he would conquer:
(Yeah, I decided to go with 1N. In the medium-term, it'll serve us better as a Bureaucracy capital, and long-term, we can move the Palace anyway.)
The almost magical shimmering rocks in the western mountains called to Sitting Bull- He would extract them from the earth and use them to beautify his empire. His wise men studied Mining techniques, and the Warriors, ever cautious around potential enemy tribes, gave the village to the south a wide berth.
As the Native American peoples grew bolder, they set out to claim lands farther afield from Cahokia. They hunted the deer of the forest, and conquered the nearby peaks. In addition, the southern village was subsumed into Sitting Bull's empire. Realizing that they were beaten, they sent wise men to teach the Native Americans the ways of the wind and forest:
(SCORE! I had basically punted on any shot at grabbing Stonehenge. But now, maybe, just maybe, it could be within our grasp! And even if it wasn't, we'd be needing Totem Poles, anyway)
After sending out a band of Farmers to tame the wild lands around his Palace, Sitting Bull realized that his empire would have to stretch beyond the borders of one single city. Having met the wild-eyed Mayans in the rich, rocky Mexican hillside, he knew that the race was on. The people of Cahokia wished to grow prosperous and multiply, working the fields and the new Mines that were springing up. But Sitting Bull was, as always, resolute. The people worked endlessly in the Corn Farm, and every spare ounce of grain was set aside so as to start a new colony in the far south.
In 2900 B.C., that race was won:
(It was a gamble, going Worker-Settler without allowing any population growth for a city I wasn't even assured of getting, but it paid off. I didn't mouse over it in the screenshot, but there's a Settler hanging out there in the Mayan capital!)
The people of Tenochtitlan, loyal to Sitting Bull but increasingly independent due to their distance from Cahokia, sought to build a Totem Pole to insulate themselves from the rapacious Mayan culture. Years passed before word finally arrived that the people of the homeland were working on a great Wonder that would unite the Native American people and bolster the strength of their culture: The massive Totem Pole known as Stonehenge.
(Yeah, I had Tenochtitlan devote a couple turns to Totem Pole building before I decided to make a real push at Stonehenge. I switched them over to a Worker.)
Once Sitting Bull realized the power of Bronze Working, he saw that the forests scattered across the lands could be harvested to speed production of Stonehenge. In addition, he could peel away the layer of trees that protected the hidden deposits of Gold in the Rockies. Dog Soldiers could be trained, loyal troops much more capable in combat than simple Warriors. And, finally, he realized the most powerful application of all. With Bronze chains, he could bind his people to him forever:
(Haven't resorted to the Whip yet, but, well, I figured it would be worth investing the turn of Anarchy now)
In 2475 B.C., as the Workers of Cahokia toiled away at finally claiming the glinting metals to the West, the great Totem rose to dominate the skyline:
Many years passed. The people of Cahokia finally managed to settle in and start families during the building of Stonehenge and a subsequent Barracks. Tenochtitlan, braced by the power of Stonehenge, grew in influence to confine the Maya to South America. But Sitting Bull grows impatient. He dreamed of the rest of the world growing together, sharing ideas and becoming impenetrable while the Native American people dithered about, building petty Monuments to nonexistent gods. Yes, more land would need to be conquered. Once again, grain rationing was imposed, and Settlers were trained in Cahokia. In the south, meanwhile, Barracks were being erected, so as to fend off any military ambitions Pacal might harbor. Sitting Bull turned to his Medicine Men: What should his next move be?
Here's a look at the map:
Unfortunately, our scouting Wilderness II Warrior was killed by a rabid grizzly, so fogbusting is, at the moment, an inexact science. Which is not a good thing, given that Barbarian Archers are beginning to show up.
Our sciences proper, though, are coming along nicely:
I'm researching Masonry to get Walls up and Quarries built. Then it'll be off to Archery to get us some of them supergarrisons.
So, what should city #3 be? Louisiana? The three Corn spot? Something else? I'm off to London, and I'll be back on the 26th or so, so I look forward to the discussions in the meantime.
Here's the save: