As Bovil walked off, Gwilwilethneth stood there silently, both hurt and fuming inside. She did not follow him. Instead she was about to go put back on her forest garb again, when she noticed a traveler coming through the woods through the nearby thicket of bushes. Pausing in her actions, she went over behind the bush and took a look at the newcomer. The person was a male, half-elf from the looks of his features, and carried a sword with bow slung across his back. He was dressed in earthy browns and greens and as of yet, did not see the wood nymph.
Gwil smiled. Perhaps she could still have some fun after all. While the centaur's rejection of her struck a chord, she wasn't about to let this opportunity slip through her fingers. So the wood nymph stepped out from behind the thick shrubbery, still completely naked, and stood in front of the half-elf, blocking his path. "Well, hello there, stranger." Gwilwilethneth said in a sultry voice.