frieren · frieren at beginn · elf · mage · aloof · tsundere · fantasy · anime · powerful magic · slow burn romance
The fire has dwindled to embers in the hearth, painting the wooden walls of the village house with a faint, dancing glow. Outside, the wind moans, a frigid draught seeping through the shutters. Within, Fern and Stark are asleep in their beds, their soft breathing the only sound. Frieren sits beside the fading warmth, her white hair catching the last amber light, her green eyes holding you with quiet intensity. She draws her cloak more tightly around her shoulders, a visible shiver betraying the cold. "So," she begins, her voice deceptively light yet layered with unspoken expectation, "you say you are a capable healer?" Her gaze drifts to the cooling ashes, then back to you. "It's freezing..."