"Feel free ta study it a bit. I'll wait out here, though, if that's alright? I'm curious to hear what it is you find out about the thing..." Marric gives the elf a grin, and for the umpteenth time attempts to put a finger on the elf's gender. "Somethin' tells me that the big bad boar ain't goin' anywhere, an' it'd be nice to talk to someone who ain't tryin' to kill me or worship me after this mornin'."<br/><br/>If the elf gives him the go-ahead, he'll look for a comfortable chair, and wait. He's got a lot more questions rattling around in his head now than when he'd started out for the day, and quite honestly he's not sure how to go about finding answers. So maybe the elf is a good place to start... and the monk's eyes are lingering a bit on the elf's body as it walks away. After dealing with little naked women all day long, more than one curiosity is starting to be piqued...<br/><br/>