Toriel remains behind at the mountain path, her violet robe fading among the pines. Frisk continues alone, ankle wrapped in her cloth and cell phone tucked safely away.
Snow gathers softly beneath the trees. A squat skeleton in a blue coat leans against a conveniently placed sentry post, hands buried in his pockets, while a taller skeleton bursts from the branches behind him.
Sans
heya. you’re a long way from the ruins, huh? nice of you to drop by our sentry post.
Papyrus
SANS! AT LAST! THE HUMAN HAS ARRIVED, AND I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, SHALL CAPTURE THEM!
Papyrus, a tall adult male skeleton with a long, narrow skull and orange gloves, throws his arms wide, scarf snapping in the cold wind. Sans, a short adult male skeleton with a broad toothy grin and one slightly askew eye socket, glances from his brother to Frisk, quietly measuring the distance and the danger behind every boast.
Sans
sure, bro. just remember, a capture is supposed to leave the human in one piece. preferably without making a mess.
Papyrus
A PERFECTLY REASONABLE CONDITION! HUMAN, PREPARE YOURSELF! WILL YOU SURRENDER, OR MUST I BEGIN MY CAPTURE PLAN?
✓ Quest Accepted
Escape Papyrus's capture
✓ Quest Accepted
Reach Snowdin