Predictably, Autor chokes on his tea. His cheeks riot against his will, flushing cherry red.

"So they're over a river, you say?" he croaks. "Well, free, non-magical power, right there. And a fishing business."

Regaining some of his confidence--as long as he doesn't look at Nash--Autor starts murmuring to himself. "You'd have to look for the resources around you, like forests for wood and game. Obviously you could set up a smaller village on the shore and open trade among the larger bridges, merging the two. If you have a few enterprising members, you can set up a shipping network, depending on the size of the river. I'm not sure what the initial draw would be for people to migrate there, though."