JoeCivFan
Warlord
(So, I havent done this in a while, so please hang with me!)
It is the year 4000 BC and my people have intrusted me with their fates. They came to me and asked me to settle them and ensure their safety and prosperity. Like my fathers before me, I led my fellow tribesmen. We were nomadic in nature, and knew not much of the world in which we lived. Were there vast oceans for us to explore? Maybe other tribes with which to forge alliances or pillage and plunder? What resources were there for us to use and manipulate to our advantage? As the village elder, my people looked to me to answer all of their questions. My answer came swift, and was absolute.
We must end our nomadic ways and create a single place to live and build. A "city", as I would come to call it. Our first challenge was to the name of our new city. For thousands of years my father, and his father, and his fathers before that had called our tribe the Romans. So as the Romans, our first city should justly be called Rome! My cultural advisor agreed, and so it was, in 4000 BC, that Rome was founded.
We picked a spot not far from the ocean. All around us was open grasslands. To the northwest of the city, a source of grapes was discovered. I deemed that these grapes should be turned into wines and given to the people, in order to make them happy. So, a worker was dispatched to build a road, thus linking our new great city with our tastey wines.
It is the year 4000 BC and my people have intrusted me with their fates. They came to me and asked me to settle them and ensure their safety and prosperity. Like my fathers before me, I led my fellow tribesmen. We were nomadic in nature, and knew not much of the world in which we lived. Were there vast oceans for us to explore? Maybe other tribes with which to forge alliances or pillage and plunder? What resources were there for us to use and manipulate to our advantage? As the village elder, my people looked to me to answer all of their questions. My answer came swift, and was absolute.
We must end our nomadic ways and create a single place to live and build. A "city", as I would come to call it. Our first challenge was to the name of our new city. For thousands of years my father, and his father, and his fathers before that had called our tribe the Romans. So as the Romans, our first city should justly be called Rome! My cultural advisor agreed, and so it was, in 4000 BC, that Rome was founded.
We picked a spot not far from the ocean. All around us was open grasslands. To the northwest of the city, a source of grapes was discovered. I deemed that these grapes should be turned into wines and given to the people, in order to make them happy. So, a worker was dispatched to build a road, thus linking our new great city with our tastey wines.