Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32974051-20161216051657/@comment-32974051-20161222050041

Zorion walked out to Snowdin for a daily break. He got a Nice Cream on the way. He was saying hello to the neighbors when he saw two Agarifs fighting. He hid behind a snow-covered bush. He looked at the red one looking down on a wounded one. It took a minute to process, but, was the red one Ulder? The Ulder? And was Ulder attacking an innocent Agarif?

Zorion knew he didn't like Agarifs one bit, but he felt pity for the one that was hurt. He lit a green fireball in his mouth and blew it at the red Agarif.