Vortigon rolls his eyes at you "The Stars were Stars, I just told you - anthropomorphic personifications of Stars. What do they teach you in the heavens these days"

*He sighs*

"The Old World Society is a Club in the Centre of the City, where the last survivors of the last multiverse meet. There aren't very many of them now, and they keep themselves to themselves for the most part. They are old, powerful and dangerous, and if it wasn't for the Stars apparently seeing some tiny hint of merit in you, we would not be having this conversation."

He sneers at you.