Sigurd seems to think for a moment, staring meditatively into his wine, before nodding. "Of course. I know the story of how Bahamut and Tiamat came to be enemies, and how Io created heaven and earth. I can tell you how the moon goddess Celestine chases the wicked sun chariot of Pelor across the sky every day, driving him below the horizon to let the earth recover from its heat at night. I know the names of all seven of Lilith's mortal husbands, and how Sammael stole Asmodeus's divinity, and caused him to be cast down. Why do you ask? Is there something in particular that you would know?"