As Alexander approached one of the two large open workshops, he found the place to be filled with workers, the loud clangs of chisels and hammers chipping away at the huge slabs of stones ringing defiantly in his ears.
Numbering a total that must have been in the hundreds, there were men of all different ages, and every single one was busy as bees.
A group of young, teenage boys was using chisels to cut the huge blocks of stones they got from the quarries into more manageable pieces, while another group sanded down the stone surfaces to get that smooth, glossy finish.
Next to them were the adult middle aged men, dressed in simple tunics, working as supervisors and sculptors, the main 'force' of the place.
They were busy directing the younger workers, discussing how best to proceed with various projects with their fellow members and of course creating the actual sculptures themselves.
