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[flowersofthedead]

Hunter was dragged before the King, forced to his knees by one of the guards. His hand are shackled together and he struggling against the restraints. Yet he stops when he finally looks up at the man on the throne.

He wasn't really a man, per se. He was a goliath of a monster. Similar to Toriel from the Ruins...

The boy knows for the most part how to deal with royalty. He bites his tongue, waiting for the ruler to speak. No sense in getting harmed for speaking out of turn. He's been through that too many times already.

Goliath in some ways was an understatement as he heard the familiar rattle of chains (wasn't it funny that even those were gold-), All it took was a raise of one large paw studded with sharp black claws to make the guards stop and grow silently still as if they were no more then mere statues in that moment.

"Release him."

two words that were a low rumbling growl in the depths of the monsters throat, Guards moving to obey his command release the shackles upon hunter's hands whether it was because hunter was believed to not be a threat (In renegade's eyes, he wasn't) or it was a show of good faith who knew (The whole kingdom knew-) despite his girth, he was whisper quiet as he rose up. Clad in neat golden armor, Paws soft on the tile floor, stepping towards hunter. It gives him a good look at his eyes, Each one was split into two colors at the slit pupil, Red and dark blue that glinted with thrumming magic and the softest crinkle of madness (But what creature wouldn't be slightly maddened in a world like this?)

and perhaps, in a display those guards would never see again. He kneeled before hunter, a small smile playing at his muzzle that seemed almost...fond.

"I apologize for their roughness, they are far to used to criminals, You may call me Asgore young one."

[the-judge-of-bones]

"Hey! Can you tell me where I am?" the young blond asked Sans. He looks lost and a little confused, but otherwise unphased by being around monsters. ((@grimwalked))

@grimwalked

You know at some point, You get so into a routine that the thought of something new happening doesn't really cross your mind which is how sans finds himself being startled by the youngish human that had clearly fallen into the underground at some point recently. Tossing the rest of his burger (A few meager bites remaining thankfully-) from grillby's off somewhere and it disappeared into the unforgiving snow of snowdin.

Well fuck, paps didn't have his puzzles done or anything!

"awh shit, uuuh, your a human yeah? mm' sans, sans the skeleton. this uh greeting usually happens a lot sooner, wasn' expectin' anyone to fall down. you are in mount ebott, home and prison of the entirety of monster kind though if you mean the town, It's snowdin."