A green number appeared on my chat icon. A message from "LordAres" in the neighboring tile, -43|+12. "Hey neighbor. Alliance? We share a 7x7. I go Teuton, you go Roman. We can coordinate a 2-man push." This was the second unspoken rule of server start: your first ally is your 7x7 grid. The 49 tiles surrounding your village are your backyard. Friends there mean safety. Enemies there mean you will spend the next two weeks building catapults instead of settlers.
The first action was automatic: queue a Cranny . Not a resource field. Not a barracks. A hole in the ground. On a fresh server, the first predator is not an army—it's an inspection. Any player who hoards resources without hiding them will be farmed by day two. travian server start
I was a solo Roman. I could not out-farm them. So I chose option 4: the diplomatic shield. I messaged the three strongest players in my region: "I will send you 10% of my daily iron production. In exchange, you do not raid me, and you break any green tiles that hit me." Two accepted. One ignored me. That one would become my target on day 10. A green number appeared on my chat icon
