Foxen grunted as he looked between the diagram laid out before him and the manual beside. He had already memorized many new files on stone-building into his memory files, but still this newest home improvement project was a tricky one. Unlike the other adjustments he'd made in the last two years, chiefly wood and carpentry based for Flyndt, the digging out and setting of a cellar was a new challenge.

The physical parts had been simple. Digging, breaking rock, breaking more rock, hauling that rock, getting distracted by Flyndt apparently enjoying him breaking rock, and so on. Even laying the cement and foundations was simple, as was the wooden frame. The geometry inherent to stone building appealed to him greatly. He understood fault lines.

But what would be more aesthetically pleasing to Aibyss? Fifteen rows by fifteen columns of stones that were cut in rectangles of 57x34cm or triple that with smaller oblong shapes?

Decisions.

"Hrm," Foxen grunted again, and went back to his literal drawing board, attempting to sketch another exactly precise and to scale pattern for review.