The Half-Elf hesitated for some seconds before she took his hand. She stood up. Her eagle tried to attack but one word from his mistress mouth and it stood still.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I, guess we could do thatâ€¦ You never told me your name, what is it?</span>said her voice.<br/>"I had many names but the one I mostly like to be called is Lorenfiel." Said the male Half-Elf while he bowed down in a plite manner. He sat by the fire, took out his long-pipe and while he was making smoke-rings he asked the cute Half-blooded: "So what do you seek and you wander fearlessly in this dark forest? If you need shelter and food I am preparing some roast. After that I will go for scouting. Care to come along after I hear your story?"