2,500 years on the same hill. One age at a time.
▶ Play nowBefore the medieval City and its fifty-two towers, before the Visigoths, before Rome, people already lived on this hill. They weighed salt on the scales, healed with plants, read the sky to know when to sow. Their name for this place: Carcaso.
The Ages of Carcassonne doesn't tell you that story. It lets you live it. You take charge of one inhabitant of the hill — their vigour, knowledge, standing and fortune — and carry them to the end of their age. Every action in the game is drawn from what we genuinely know about that age.
Then comes the next age. And another. Rome, the Visigoths, the City of knights, its abandonment, its rescue — all the way to the hill as it stands today.
Here, the centuries don't follow one another elsewhere: they stack up in the same spot. Let's dig down.
A UNESCO site, the City welcomes the whole world. The last age is the one we live in — and it raises questions of its own.
ComingThe architect raises the towers and caps them with slate. Restore, or reinvent? The argument is still running.
ComingThe State votes to demolish the ramparts. One Carcassonne scholar stands alone against the decision — and saves the City. Without him, there would be nothing to visit.
ComingThe border retreats to the Pyrenees: the City serves no purpose. The walls crumble, poverty moves in. The fortress becomes a slum.
ComingDouble ramparts, towers, basilica. What the whole world comes to see today — and it's only one layer among many.
ComingThe kingdom of Toulouse holds the place. The town changes masters, language, god.
ComingRome lays the Aquitaine road and fortifies the hill. Stone replaces wood. Livius forges, Agrippina sews.
SoonA fortified village of wood and earth, on the salt and tin route. This is where it all begins — and where you enter the game.
PlayableTwo characters, two ways through the same age.
Salt comes up from the sea, tin comes down from the north, and everything passes through the hill. Segomaros must trade on a fair balance, travel, host a feast and read his map of the known world — never cheating, for his reputation follows him.
Among a people without writing, everything lives in one head. Lituria must hold the tales of the evening gathering, know the healing herbs, settle disputes with justice and read the wheel of the year in the sky.
It has waited 2,500 years. It can wait one more click.
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