The rather tall figure of Horace stood over you with his red pirate outfit and black, latex gloves with the same fabric used on the gloves for his pants. It put the tip of its sword to the bottom of your chin, lifting it up slightly as he sat down on a dirty brown and velvet red chair, tilting it's head slightly. It was lacking it's right eye but the left eye was very much still there, and he was wearing a monocle with his large, curly black mustache.

"And who do I have here? Hm?"