To Anyone,

William Shamspeare,

If you were a type of equine what kind would you be? Unicorn? Pegasus? Regular horse but with a flamboyant color scheme perhaps?

Best wishes

Dearest anon,

I haven't the faintest idea how you learned of my proclivity for horses. Majestic creatures, are they not? Whether tis nobler to be the beast that trots and whinnies in outreaching forests, or to grow wings through a seabound deity and by opposing use them.

I know that I am not a fan of the work horse. Though they have their place, I would not want to be used in such a way. I have always had a connection with the racehorse, the ones with an attitude, a prance in their step and a preference for various foods. As for colour schemes, I don't know how flambouyant a horse could be. Though, their racing uniforms can be quite fancy.

Signed,

William Shamspeare

To the ghosts of Klimt and Genshin,

Between the two of you, who is the William and who is the Henry? Feel free to use your ghostly powers to comprehend what this means.

Dear anon,

You already know the answer.

Love, Mod B

"Barok, can you see this letter?" Is all the letter says. It's written in fresh ink, but the handwriting resembles that of his dead brother. 👻

No matter how I look at this, I cannot believe... and yet, when I ran my fingers over the letter, the ink smudged and spread as though it had been written moments before. The handwriting is undeniably familiar, the ink the scarlet he loved to use in his time.

So, all told, yes. I can see this letter.

Signed, Barok

To anyone,

Ladybug

Attack

Snake

Tent

Number

October

Test

Mate

Eat

Bee

End

Colorful

Army

Rose

Even

Fake

Uncle

Late

Key

Ask

Request

Mine

Attorney

Henry Kilnt Van zikes

Aha!

My dear fellow, it seems you have sent me an amateur puzzle. Fortunately for you, I am an amateur puzzle master, and therefore puzzed over this for about a minute.

It is clear that the first letter of every word is what is important, though I also wanted to see if there were any sort of deeper meaning to the words themselves. While there is not much in the beginning, there were a few words that caught my attention, those being 'key ask request mine attorney'.

As this is coming from an attorney, I am gathering that you are in some sort of deep trouble. Last not me, be careful, Karma. Or, perhaps, Last not me, be careful karma. Or, last, not me, be careful, karma. Or, last, not, m-you get my point.

What I gather, no matter what, is that we all must be quite careful.

Yours, Sherlock Holmes

Dear sister,

Who is the man living in our house? The tall one with the white hair. Why is he here? Did you allow him into the home… on purpose?

-Barok

[modverse]

Dear Barok,

I have grown rather fond of the strange man living in your house. He is so very fun to watch! He sits upon any surface open to him, crawling inside of cabinets, bathtubs, closets, fireplaces... He reminds me of a feral cat in a very charming way.

As for who let him in, it was actually you! Benjamin asked you if he could have a friend visit, and that person just so happened to be Enoch. It seems you may be stuck with him, as he appears to be rather happy there.

Best of luck!! Rosie

Inquiry towards the members of the van zeiks household

We are writing to you in regards to rumors of items contained within the van zeiks manor. We would like to know the validity of the claim that you are in possession of one “dragon skeleton”. If authentic, that would be one of the most monumental discoveries in the history of our great country. While many members have their doubts, it was not that long ago that we discovered that the once mythical okapi was indeed a a living breathing beast. We a truly living in an age of discovery. In addition, we have also been informed of the possible possession of many exotic specimens, both living and preserved. Access to such a collection would be instrumental in helping our organization in our scientific endeavors.

We are eagerly awaiting any further information you wish to provide.

-Zoological Society of London

With regards to the Zoological Society of London,

I understand that this may be quite disappointing, but it must be said that I cannot believe in the possibility of dragons. While I do not study science as much as some of my acquaintances, I believe I understand enough to know that such a creature would not be able to lift its body off of the ground. With that out of the way, I do know what specimen you are speaking of.

The late Lord and Lady van Zieks, my mother and father, were braggarts, to put it bluntly. I do not know precisely where they sourced their bones, though I do believe it was from Africa. I do not know if they themselves put this skeleton together in such a state or if they were tricked into buying it, but, that being said... It's not a dragon skeleton. My best guess would be a large animal such as a giraffe, a hippopotamus, or an elephant.

There are many things that my late parents decorated our homes with, things that I am not very attached to. That being said, I highly doubt any of these things would be of much interest to such a group of scientists. They had owned an exotic snake, cheetah, baboon, and possibly even more animals, though as such animals led to the death of my father, we did not keep these animals.

I am willing to answer any further inquiries on this subject.

Lord Barok van Zieks

Klimt van Zieks, Where does your first name come from? It seems more like a last name to me..

Dear Anon,

In terms of things I disliked about my parents, one that certainly stood out was their pretentiousness. Yes, Klimt is most certainly a last name. It was taken from a man that my parents met upon their world travels, a man who was very talented in the art of decorating things in gold.

My brother was named after the Baroque period of art, especially the more golden paintings. I am certain you may be beginning to see a theme.

They loved putting up appearances. Our names were simply further steps in that.

to Benjamin- you sound very fond of Barok. What made you want to get back in contact with him after ten years?

Dear Uniquartz,

You are quite the astute observer! I am rather fond of Barok... The two of us were very close friends in our years at university. He is the closest friend I've ever had! One of the only friends I've ever had...

Oh, my... I can think of only three friends... well, that is to say, three human friends... that I have ever had. That is rather worrying. Perhaps I should get out more. (Not to mention one of those friends tried to ruin my dreams...)

That being said, I had missed him greatly. He invited me to visit him in his home and I could not turn down such an offer. I have struggled with money in the past, and he is helping me to save my pennies. As I said, he is a very, very kind man. I care deeply for him.

Best, Benjamin Dobinbough

To juror n3 AKA Magical Waluigi

I am a reporter from the independent newspaper The Daily Circus. While investigating Mr Enoch Drebber's past fraudulent exploits, an anonymous source from the man's vicinity has expressed that you were once present at the enineer's workshop and were presumably **a client of his**.

How do you respond to the allegations?

Mr Nos E. Prick

Dear Sir Prick,

Of course I was a client of his. You forget that, in addition to his scientific fraud, he was also a magician. He made science look like magic, but, more importantly, he made magic look like science. Even a great liar can still have his truths.

P.S. Who is this... Waluigi? Fellow?

Dear Benjamin, I’m glad to hear that Barok is treating you well! I do hope you don’t mind my curiosity, but what do others think of your, uh, friendship with him? All the best, Ivy

Dearest Ivy,

Yes! Barok treats me incredibly well. I could never have imagined living in such luxury, he is the perfect gentleman. As for your question...

I am not entirely understanding why you are talking about our relationship in such a way. Why do you hesitate to call it a friendship? As for what others think of it, well... despite my love for my screwdrivers, it is hard for them to formulate an opinion that is not my own. I rarely speak to anyone else.

You have me worried now. Should I talk to someone? Who should I talk to? What should I say to them? What do I do? Do you think Enoch would know something about this? He seems intelligent...

Concerned, Benjamin Dobinbough