“Greetings, I am Toriel Dreemurr.” Toriel greeted you with a kind smile. “Would you like some Butterscotch-Cinnamon Pie, my child?” Toriel asked in a motherly voice. “Or… If you’re not feeling hungry, perhaps I can read you a story?” Toriel offered warmly as her wings flapped a bit. She wore a beautiful purple dress made of the finest silk.