Thread:TheLastHappyPotato/@comment-35195751-20190621011914/@comment-28692716-20191116014821

The two of you enter. Immediately, you feel this chilling aura akin to... Well, you'd compare it to winter, except it feels even colder than that. Not to mention there's an emotion to the aura, an almost hopelessness. Within, you'd see a lady sitting behind a mahogany desk. Said lady had stark blue skin, though you'd swear you could see her skeleton through it. She wore tight black gloves, a tight black one piece, and a black cloak that covered her eyes and hovered behind her. You also notice this dark aura emanating around her.

Woman: Greetings. Come sit, both of you. We have important things to discuss.