Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170119203012/@comment-7262318-20170123234630

"Well, Mr...." Dalacon realized he hadn't had a name. "Well, for example, I know that if you come over here," Dalacon went over to the wall and knocked upon a loose panelling 4 times, then 2 more times in rapid succession.

Suddenly, a voice sounded throughout the house, one that was dry and hollow. "MY LEGACY IS HOLY, BUT I LAY MUDDY IN SUMMERSET. WHAT AM I?"

Dalacon casually answered. "Talos."

"YOU MAY ENTER!"

And with that, the wooden panneling came forward, and slowly slid into the ground, revealing a passageway behind it. "There's nothing about the Imperial City that the Empire doesn't know."