A voice come from a corner.
"I strongly disagree on moving the town to the lake. It will take too much work and its too dangerous. Plus, our only food source for now is the forest. Of course, the lake could bring us farms, but it need time to grow, and we dont have enough food to wait the crop to grow."
Its a man, sitting on a bench next to the wall. He is cloaked in a dark brown mantle, with a hood. Sometimes, the light from his straight pipe let you take a glimpse from his face, long, thin, and making you think of an eagle, or maybe a crow.
damned, autant d'adjectifs compliqués en une phrase... comment je dit "le visage taillé à la serpe, les joues creuses" et ce genre de chose en anglais?
"I think we must concentrate on finding another water source, and more food. Hunting barely keep us alive. I suggest to dig the wells deeper, maybe we will find water. Also, all these animals in the forest need water, too. Find how and where they drink."
He brandish a little map
"We know too little of our surroundings. Continue exploring, especially to the north, in the forest. Maybe this road lead to somewhere interesting."
"In any case, be very careful and send armed groups. This ennemy near the lake seem very, very dangerous. To anyone going to the lake: the first priority when encountering the "ennemy" is, after surviving, to identify it and learn as much as you can about it. Lit fires all around the camps, sentinels and so."