Wilhelm shrugged, "Well I was chatting away before, may as well continue. That's if someone doesn't want to interrupt." He glared at the intercom and waited a few seconds, "Good. Well, I found my key in an antique chest I found. It was in a plank, almost completely unnoticed by all the carvings surrounding it. But, it's my job to notice little things like that. So, I picked at it gently and it popped free. It held my interest and I was going to sell it, until I got a letter and, well, here I am."