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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ambrus" data-source="post: 4755394" data-attributes="member: 17691">Menhir listens to Eltyr's rambling impassively. Not having an opportunity to answer, the earth elemental assumes that the man's questions are rhetorical in nature and so remains silent throughout the monologue.When the group moves towards the conference room door, Menhir sinks down into the floor to its knees and glides quietly through the flagstones underfoot; seemingly without physical effort and without disturbing the floor's substance in its wake. Once inside, the elemental peers around the room with curiosity, trying to guess what their purpose for entering it might be. When it spots the organic substances clustered on the table it guesses that its companions intend to "share a meal"; a very common social activity for their kind. Not wanting to give offense as the druidess insinuated it might, Menhir studies the various materials on display. In the past the elemental had repeatedly had trouble making the distinction between "food" which was meant to be consumed and other things that weren't (such as flatware, cutlery, napkins, place mats, flowers or centerpieces) which were often arranged confusingly alongside each other. Such mistakes on its part had unfortunately lead to a few offensive occurrences of which Lidia now seemed apprehensive. Once confident that the fruit on display is in fact meant to be consumed, Menhir wastes no time in joining in on the social food sharing; picking up a bunch of grapes (stems and all) and pressing them carefully up against the featureless facet of rock which passes for its face. Instead of opening a mouth however, the elemental merely absorbs the entire bunch into the substance of its head; where it will likely remain encased until the creature thinks to remove them.</blockquote>

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