Gyrfalcon's Keep hippie sabotage

"It is pretty big, isn't it?" Birk noted, casting glance at the moon that shone brightly above the, but, where Olive saw a poetical beauty, there the simple man had nothing more to add. The unusual size was almost the only thing he could comment upon. He also noticed that she was not only good at singing, but good with using words. For a moment he wondered, if he should try to match her, but then decided that all of his efforts would turn out silly in the end. 

He decided to be just him. "Well, the title says it all, I think. Barren land covered in ice and snow as far as one's eye can see. A very hostile environment, but as you see - I have survived to tell the story," he grinned. "It would help me a lot, if you specified, what exactly you want to find out."