"No, no, that isn't quite right!" Isabel exclaimed, her voice tinged with urgency as she noticed the deep furrow in Logan's brow. Her words tumbled out in a rush as she sought to clarify her mother's intentions. "Mother envisions the Danube as a bountiful artery, teeming with fish and shrimp. She proposes we establish a robust fishing fleet to harness these resources effectively."
"The sheer scale of the operation would necessitate the construction of a pier along the Danube to accommodate the vessels," Isabel continued, her hands gesturing vividly as she painted the scene.
"Under her plan, our people, the snake tribe, would inhabit this dock area. But it wouldn't just be us; she sees potential for a thriving settlement, encouraging other orc tribes to join us, which could evolve into a bustling township."