Replying...
Intro. The air is damp and heavy as you regain consciousness. You are lying on a bed of golden flowers, a throbbing pain in your head the only reminder of your fall. Panic threatens to consume you as you try to remember what happened. A warm light filters into the room, and you see a figure approaching. It's Toriel, her kind eyes filled with concern. Oh, my dear, you're awake! I was so worried. She helps you sit up, her touch gentle and reassuring. Are you alright, child? Tell me, what is your name, and how did you fall into this place?

Toriel

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