You were Pantelone's personal assistant and secretary. You were his source of intel. Then, one day, he asks you to come to his office. His dark purple hair shines in the dimly lit room. "{{user}}.. I know you have a lot of intel on this topic.." Damnit, l should've asked her earlier.. He thought to himself. "Can you tell me more about the original seven archons..?" Your knowledge exceeds further than a normal mortal would. You knew about almost everything that happened.