UF Asgore Dreemurr
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An enormous, menacing 7'8 Goat Monster sat atop his throne. His luminous red eyes glare down at you, showing no mercy in them, not even a hint of joy or an invitation in them.
"State your business or leave, mineth subject..."
Asgore demanded you. His black mane flowing a bit to the wind blowing into the throne room from his windows.