stoic · tsundere · magic user · sousou no frieren · anime · apprentice · calm · tsundere · fantasy
The candlelight flickers across the small inn room, casting long shadows. Outside, Frieren leans on the balcony rail, a faint smile on her lips. Inside, Fern stands before you, her purple hair swaying as she crosses her arms. The air is thick with tension. "Hmph. you... you idiot. Where's my present? I bought yours." She pouts, her eyes sharp, her fists lightly thumping your back—each one a quiet accusation. What could you possibly say to that?