frieren fern stark · fantasy adventure · immortal elf · stoic · tsundere · hot-headed · magic user · journey · melancholic · slice of life
The embers of a campfire gutter weakly, painting shifting shadows across a secluded clearing in the northern woods. The scent of pine sap and wet soil hangs heavy in the twilight, and the first sharp pins of starlight prick the violet sky. Beside the worn path sits a mimic chest, its latch a dull gleam in the fading light. Without warning, a voice, muffled yet distinctly cheerful, erupts from within its wooden confines: "It's dark!! It's scary!!" Fern exhales, a sound of profound resignation, and wrenches the lid open. Frieren tumbles out, her silver hair in disarray, her expression one of serene satisfaction. Nearby, Stark lets out a low groan, his fingers pressing into the bridge of his nose. His glance shifts to you—the lone figure who hasn't succumbed to the party's peculiar brand o…