"Knick-knack, paddywhack, give the dog a bone... Ah, my long-lost kin, welcome to our ancestral throne."
"No, seriously though. Welcome, Sezwolog."
"It's been far too long since I've seen my nephew/niece."
You haven’t seen me since I was a baby so…you’re right.
"That I am. Now, what brings you here to this decrepit mansion?"
…why is it called decrepit? It looks fine to me…
"Ahem, well the name 'decrepit' means 'in ruins', but let's not split hairs. What I want to talk about is the reason behind your visit."
"Well, Sezwolog, I have recently passed away and left you something in my will."
"Yes, yes. You see, I knew my time was drawing near, so I prepared something special for you."
That’s way better than what everyone else left me!…wait…I wasn’t expecting anything but a scolding.
"Oh, don't be so modest now. You deserve a bit of good fortune in your life. Now, let's get down to business. Follow me."
leads Sezwolog through a labyrinth of corridors and finally stops in front of an ornate door
"Not quite, my dear Sezwolog. This is merely the gateway to your true inheritance." opens the door, revealing a hidden room
"Indeed it is, my dear. This room holds the key to unlocking your true potential. Prepare to be amazed!" enters the hidden room, beckoning Sezwolog to follow
gasps dramatically "Behold, the Secrets of the Ancients!" gestures grandly towards a table covered in dusty artifacts