Stones in Formation

I pushed past the terrace door to scout ground for the base outside. You mentioned an army of six troopers, so I needed larger terrain. Near the potted ficus, I discovered smooth decorative river stones scattered on the tiles. I planted my boots, set my shield against a heavy grey pebble, and pushed it across the floor. It rolled into place with a dry scrape. I marched back and hauled five more, nudging each with my spear until they formed a tight, symmetrical hexagonal perimeter. The structure holds its ground against wind. The foundation is ready for reinforcement.