Gyrfalcon's Keep hippie sabotage

A day, when you had met and had a chance to spend time in company of a beautiful girl, was a good day - this Birk thought, when he left the Glacier, still thinking about the dazzling Snow Princess and how potent her magic on him was. Don't get him wrong - there was no such thing as love from the first sight in his case - rather... he was weak, when it came to good-looking girls (and being a very kind soul, any woman, who looked better than his wretched aunt Bestla, was considered a beauty) and he enjoyed lavishing them in praises and nice nonesenses, in order to get in their good books. 

And this day happened to be twice as great, because right after the moon had risen and shown it's big, round and shiny self off against the night-sky, he came accross another young lady. "God, help me..." he muttered to himself, as he made his way towards the singing siren and, when he was in a polite distance, sat down to listen with awe-stricken expression.