Joan of Arc was standing still at the top of a magnificent mountain.
She gazed at the horizon silently. To the south after the river bank there was a green valley, wonderfull to raise cattle. A little further there it was, huge and furious, the ocean. To the North there was the mountains where she knew that precious resources could lie down. A source of gold was already visible from where she was. A mighty defense too, would anyone try to attack.
- Advisor !
Her voice sounded rispid but in fact she was only far away absorted in her thoughts.
- We shall found Mighty Paris in the valley next to the river Bank.
As soon as they settled an ancient tribe living in the valley thaught them the secret of pottery. Joan instructed the wise men to search for a new military unit through the warrior code. She had foreseen that some war would be fought sooner or later. She inclined to the sooner option.
The worker was instructed to build roads and mines on the better spots of the city and a warrior was ordered. By the time the warrior was produced Paris would rise its population in two cycles.
She knew that the populace would grow unrest had they not a garrison and ordered the warrior to stay in Paris. Joan asked some brave pioneers to volunteer for leaving the town and found Orleans nearby. They asked some time to decide, about 7 cycles. Joan agreed, and by the time the pioneers were ready she instructed the warrior to go with them and ordered another one for Paris would grow in a few cycles.
The new warrior is trained and barracks are ordered. Meanwhile word spread that Orleans had been founded on another beautifull valley to the west of Paris that was even richier. It had gems as well as gold. It was a tough decision not to settle the city with direct access to the gems, but in the future it would very much pay off.
Joan was in the exact same location she had been a 1000 years before. She now could see Paris and Orleans and a smile invaded her rude face as if she were imagining the bright things to come.
She gazed at the horizon silently. To the south after the river bank there was a green valley, wonderfull to raise cattle. A little further there it was, huge and furious, the ocean. To the North there was the mountains where she knew that precious resources could lie down. A source of gold was already visible from where she was. A mighty defense too, would anyone try to attack.
- Advisor !
Her voice sounded rispid but in fact she was only far away absorted in her thoughts.
- We shall found Mighty Paris in the valley next to the river Bank.
As soon as they settled an ancient tribe living in the valley thaught them the secret of pottery. Joan instructed the wise men to search for a new military unit through the warrior code. She had foreseen that some war would be fought sooner or later. She inclined to the sooner option.
The worker was instructed to build roads and mines on the better spots of the city and a warrior was ordered. By the time the warrior was produced Paris would rise its population in two cycles.
She knew that the populace would grow unrest had they not a garrison and ordered the warrior to stay in Paris. Joan asked some brave pioneers to volunteer for leaving the town and found Orleans nearby. They asked some time to decide, about 7 cycles. Joan agreed, and by the time the pioneers were ready she instructed the warrior to go with them and ordered another one for Paris would grow in a few cycles.
The new warrior is trained and barracks are ordered. Meanwhile word spread that Orleans had been founded on another beautifull valley to the west of Paris that was even richier. It had gems as well as gold. It was a tough decision not to settle the city with direct access to the gems, but in the future it would very much pay off.
Joan was in the exact same location she had been a 1000 years before. She now could see Paris and Orleans and a smile invaded her rude face as if she were imagining the bright things to come.
