"Quill, of... well Candlekeep at the moment, I suppose." Assuming that Loki knew of the place. It was strange enough that maybe he did? "A pleasure to meet you all."

The girls were charming, and despite his inward admonishments to be mindful of himself and his reactions, Sigurd's comments earned a grin from him. "I snatched them off an inattentive peacock gryphon."

Was it true? Was it a wild fabrication? He wasn't telling!