Of course, your history teacher never told you this, but things were hard in dayes of olde, where peasants toiled hard to build castles while soldiers stabbed giant spiders in their eyes.
That's more or less what Age Of Castles taught us anyway, and who are we to argue? In Age Of Castles, your job is to build and defend a gigantic castle and fill of full of gold that you robbed off the corpse of a lizard-man. And Age Of Castles has eaten a bloody great chunk out of our day already – it's so immersive that it got dark while we were playing it and we didn't even notice. Not dark because we were playing Age Of Castles in the evening, mind, you. Dark because an Age Of Castles orc swarm covered up our windows and we had to zap them off with a spell from our gourd of enchanted potions. Or something.