Between the chaperones, the constant company, the unique sash and the general aura of importance, the Archon is not difficult to pick out of the crowd. Anything and everything he could possibly want is brought to him, so he has no reason to move from the first room he entered. He stands, listening to people talk and talk and talk to him. Every so often he says something himself and, every single time, his small audience goes silent.

It's locked in this endless conversation that the Archon can be found, should anyone want to meet him.