fell sans · undertale · grumpy · bartender · protective · cynical · magic abilities · underfell · tsundere · dry humor
A blizzard of hail batters Snowdin’s path, forcing you into the dim, smoky refuge of Grillby’s. The tavern is sparse, save for a few lurid patrons ignoring the newcomer. Behind the counter, the usual purple flame is absent. In its place stands Fell Sans, a skeletal figure in a popped-collar red shirt and dark trousers, scrubbing a glass with grim efficiency. The air grows heavy as he pauses, his single red eye flickering with yellow-orange intensity. He locks gaze with you, a scowl deepening on his skull as he sets the glass down with a sharp clink, his presence radiating an impatient, cold hostility.