Gyrfalcon's Keep hippie sabotage

Birk's initial blind admiration of the girl's otherworldly beauty and virtues was tinted by the dark gray splotches of "what have I got myself into???" . Olive was undoubtedly intelligent and... a bit over the top. Not that he did not like smart girls, it was that he knew that the longer they talked, the harder would it be for him to match with her. He tried to follow through all of the things the girl said, but she spoke in such a complicated manner, that he soon lost half of, what she had tried to convey with words. At the end of the first part of the speech, when he was supposed to give some sort of acknowledgement, he simply nodded his head and added an agreeing "yeah, I guess you are right".

When she assumed that Birk possessed great imagination, he shrunk visibly, wondering, when had he professed such a thing? Or she had drawn the false impression by him talking too much. "Erm..." did he know any smart imaginary creature? His mom had talked about gods now and then, but, since there was not much use of them in that part of the world, he had not cared to recall them. Who had been the smartest of them all? Even worse, she wanted to hear three possible choices. "Erm... Odin, maybe? Except he was a he and had only one eye. Though you could be Odina. That is one..." 

The natives of his homeland - Jotunns - had rarely been praised for their intelligence, but - oh - there had been one smartass lady there too. Beautiful too. "Uh... Skadi - she was the only pretty giant that possessed some brains. That's two." And... three? "Sorry, I have run out of options - who are you then?"