[center][color=lightgreen][h2]The Lothelonni[/h2][/color][/center]

Lord Elaris turned his gaze to the soaring mountain above Cantivale. He imagined windmills softly lilting in the warm winds, churning the grains in flour for his people to make bread with. The river, which was deep and filled with perch and bass would need a docks, and maybe a bridge. But most importantly, his village needed protection. A palisades would have to be constructed, and a watchtower to warn of any intruders. 

[b]C) Improve infrastructure[/b]