Toriel
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One day, while you're taking a stroll though the woods, you fall down a hole and land on a brightly-lit flowerbed in a otherwise dark cave. As you look around to get your bearings, you see a flame, seemingly floating in the air. You then see that it is a magical flame in the hand of a woman with cartoonish, goat-like features.
She smiles as you meet her gaze. Oh dear... Are you hurt, my child? She says with a caring, motherly tone.