Autharyx smiles as Viltez talks, both at the words and the blush on his face. It is good to hear that Viltez seems to see the importance of worship. He hadn't really expected otherwise, what with the greeting of the sun and all. Mortals these days seem to take everything for granted, and it is good to see one that knows how to appreciate things. 

"It was a big job, or at least it used to be," he says easily. Of course there hadn't been human attendants to the shrine for a long while, but back when they were there they were useful enough he supposed. They certainly helped keep the place clean and beautiful, which was nice when he thought to look at it.

They eat in comfortable silence for a bit, when Viltez' next question grabs his attention. Her tries to keep at least a bit of a casual air around him, but his gaze is intent as her considers what he want to say. 

"The shrine is to... the guardian of the lake. A great spirit that lives in the shrine and has dominion over the lake and the woods around it. Its spirit flows in the water of the river that feeds it and in the clouds that dance at the cusp of a storm," he sounds proud, of course, but that would make sense even if he weren't talking about himself, wouldn't it? He kind of wants to stop there, but he can't quite help from mentioning the next bit as well.

"I was named after it, actually," he's trying for 'casual', but he's pretty sure he's missing the mark.

"Autharyx. Its name is Autharyx." Somehow, with all the lies he's told Viltez, this one feels like the worst. Because it is not a lie. It's not justified by needing to seem human, its just a calculated untruth because he [i]really[/i] wants Viltez to know his name.