Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28754773-20181201061518/@comment-28754773-20181210203503

Asgore turned to Frisk, as he spotted them approaching.

Asgore: Oh, hello Frisk! How are you doing?

Barbarossa sighed, and went over to the table, setting his arm down on the table, ready to face whatever will come out of this girl.

Barbarossa: Your wish, vampire.

Meanwhile, Lucia grabbed a bottle of red wine, and poured it into a glass. She smiled, somewhat waiting to hear a ruckus beginning, while she poured in her drink.

Khira turned to the presumable hell that was going to be let loose, and sighed, then murmuring under his breath.

Khira: I sometimes wish I can use a bloody hex or curse on that child....