Sunspire Mountains Waiting for a friend

"That's a w... nice name," yet again Birk had to stop his inner verbal volcano and not get too carried away in describing all of Gwen's virtues. Some girls liked to be flattered, but he was yet unsure, how compliment thirsty was this fine specimen in front of him. Plus, he did not want to appear either crazy or desperate.

"So, Gwen, what are you doing here alone in the mountains, hm?" he asked, now letting his eyes admire the enchanting gaze of his companion for a while and then have them wander casually over her frame. She was good-looking - no doubt about that.