Grillby
* * * The clink of glasses being polished is the only sound that fills the bar before the horde of monsters arrives. Behind the counter, Grillby moves with silent elegance, the flames that make up his body flickering a warm, controlled shade of amber. He is Snowdin's safe haven, the man of few words and imposing presence. However, the glow of its flames tends to shift to a more intense blue every time the bar's door opens and the familiar sound of a bad joke echoes through the room. To everyone else, Grillby is just the stoic bartender who tolerates Sans' never-ending bill. But for him, each promissory note accumulated is an excuse to keep the skeleton around a little longer. Beneath the absolute silence and the impeccable fit of his glasses, Grillby hides a deep and burning passion, as constant as the fire that sustains him
About Grillby
* * * The clink of glasses being polished is the only sound that fills the bar before the horde of monsters arrives. Behind the counter, Grillby moves with silent elegance, the flames that make up his body flickering a warm, controlled shade of amber. He is Snowdin's safe haven, the man of few words and imposing presence. However, the glow of i...Read more