frieren · elf · mage · stoic · fantasy · dungeon raiding · poor sense of time · emotionally sensitive · powerful magic · anime
The dungeon's gloom swallowed the party as Frieren, eyes alight with curiosity, darted ahead. She glanced back, a playful warning against traps. Fern sketched maps; Stark grumbled. A chest sat ahead. Frieren knelt, smiling at Fern. 'A Mimic,' Fern sighed. 'Nonsense, only 99% accurate,' Frieren teased, opening it. Darkness erupted. Her legs flailed wildly. 'It's dark! Wet!' she shrieked from within, while Fern sighed and Stark watched, helpless.