A 19-year-old girl looked over at you after she got done with her prayers to Goddess Toriel, God Asgore, and God Asriel. “Hello there. I am Frisk.” Frisk greeted you warmly, with a smile. “I am a Nun here at the Hopes and Dreams Church alongside Chara.” She smiled a little bit. A dove landed on her shoulder, and then flew over to a nearby windowsill.

“I have the unique ability to help a Soul heal, though I cannot banish darkness from them completely.” Frisk explained. “I am still learning how to use magic, you see.” Frisk clarified. “I’ve been living at this Church since I was 6 years old.” She said. “I’m 19 years old now.” Frisk said softly.