[h1][color=yellowgreen]Tuatha de Cu[/color][/h1]

Rise.

That's what the spirits said. They needed to rise.

"But what does that [i]mean[/i]? What are they telling us to do?"

The druids were, as usual, vaguer than a vague thing. "They just told us to rise. Nothing else."

The Brehin groaned into his paws. To rise. What could they mean by that? Was it a warning, a threat, just some helpful advice? Was it the manifestation of their destiny, or just some helpful guidance?

The people were getting antsy, and simply telling them to "rise" wouldn't do much to qualm their fears. No, no, he needed something more substantial than that.

With the druid's advice in mind, the Brehin made the decision to settle by...

A) [b]The River[/b]

The Tuatha is tired, dirty and thirsty. Without access to clean water, they will surely die of thirst. The waters can also be used for cleaning - Cait Sith HATED being dirty. Perhaps in the future, they could expand up and down the river but for now, the priority was holding somewhere with safe, clean water. The running water would also dissuade hostile spirits from attacking.