See, it all started so innocently...
I moved our scout up to a hill and saw more of the land. Nothing screamed "settle here" so I stuck to my rule of settle in place unless you see a damned good reason not to.
I thought hard about that lake tile and settling 1SE. In the end, though, I settled where Pholk put us. London, est 4000 BC. Naturally, the townsfolk elected me despot.
First order of business: snatch that goody hut before that wurst-eatin' scout ninjas it. We get a map.
Not bad. That map shows us another hut way up in the NW corner. Getting two huts on Emperor, in this squished map, is pretty good in my book.
Plus, the 66 gold means we get to burn our slider at 100 for a few more turns. Me likey.
On turn 9 someone way more religious than I am took Buddhism off the table.
But we weren't gunning for it, so Vishnu bless him. (How'd you like that foreshadowing, Pholk?)
That's right, I came out gunning for Polytheism, just like in game one. Unfortunately the Celtic hotty got it, but I still call it a win.
So, religion in hand, I set our sites on warfare and moved straight to archery. We need to get those pigs hooked up, but I'm not even building a worker yet. And the barbs are starting to cook up here.
We beat the lion (barely) and I did my best "brave Sir Robbin" with the bear. By then, though, a scout was pretty worthless, so I sent him back home, preferring to let our teammates explore for us.