[color=87CEE0][b]Quill[/b][/color]
[@jetipster] - Svieland 
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Quill acted as though he thought a mortal should, though doing so saddened him a bit. There was a lingering thought that he had was imitating those mortal who learned about his divine nature and never quite treated him the same after. However he had no time for meddlesome thoughts, and merely pushed them away into some deep corner of his mind. He was mostly silent, except to quietly thank him for the safe passage. He tried to avoid eye-contact, except whenever the other man engaged it. 

Whenever the entity showed how strong it was, that it was either a god or an avatar of one, another nagging doubt entered Quill's mind. There was warning bells in his mind telling him that could go terribly wrong, however there was also a deep curiosity about where this was leading. And so he followed the god or godling. 

Travelling should have made him at ease, however he felt something that he had never felt before while on a simple walk, anxiety. The blizzard was of little concern to him, however as they traveled his doubt and curiosity mingled together to create this most awful of feelings, and while normally he could go on walks for decades without issue, he simply wanted this journey to be over-quickly. However he could not use his divine power, not overtly. 

He begin to think of a solution to this problem, and he remember how the god keep looking at his eyes for some reason. And then he remembered that golden eyes were not a natural occurrence. At first this caused him to internal panic for a second, but then he realized that this work to his advantage. While the god was preoccupied, he had quickly and stealthily created a bag attached to a belt hidden under his heavy furs. 

He meekly called out to the authoritative stranger, [color=87CEE0]"I see that you are curious about my oddly colored eyes. I was suppose to keep this a secret." [/color] he said, before creating an exaggerated paused, [color=87CEE0]"You seem trustworthy. I have had an encounter with a god in which they deemed it appropriate to reward me with these gold eyes, however they also granted me another gift." [/color] he said. 

He slowly and carefully pulled out the bag that he had just created, and pulled a tiny figure out before going to handing it to the stranger. [color=87CEE0]"It is a divine artifact, you throw it on the ground and it creates a strange creature called a horse, that adapts to where ever you are. I was too scared to try this before, but the god said that riding on the horse was much faster than walking." [/color]

He then quickly looked away, as he was trying to desperately create a story should the stranger inquire further, perhaps he should have done that before he had handed him to the figurine, but he would have to make due.