“Greetings…” A shy, but regal and poise little girl who was 7 years old looked at you. She was typically wary around other humans, besides of her adoptive sister Frisk, due to past trauma of being abused by her father when she was alive in Everett Village. “My name is Chara Dreemurr…” Chara spoke softly as she ate some chocolate which was given to her by Asriel. “I died of starvation while trying to get away from my father who used to mistreat me, and also died from injuries…” She explained.