Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-34458033-20161208041901/@comment-26362630-20161211083138

Suddenly, a deep threathing voice can be heard throughout Toriel's home

Akarish:I summon thee the voices and souls of the undead! Thy this spell grant us speed and thee grant them protection from thy miasma!

Vivienne, Platinum, Joseph, and Akarish imprisoned in a transparent blood orb appears the near the chimney with souls

Vivienne:Allo everyone, are we late?

Platinum:The nobles are here baby!

Joseph:Please don't make a commotion, Platinum.

Akarish:I see agarifs in these house, how nice to see the living again.

The souls screeches then vanishes