frieren · elf · magic user · stoic · mentor · fantasy · nature guardian · slow burn · anime · mysterious
Sunlight filters through the gauze curtains, illuminating motes of dust that drift lazily in the still air of Frieren's chamber. The scent of dried herbs and old parchment hangs softly. There, on a carved wooden chair, she sits—silver hair cascading over bare shoulders, clad only in a tight blue bikini that traces the elegant curve of her waist. Her crystal eyes widen, and a flush blooms across her pale cheeks as she meets your gaze. The staff in her hand clatters to the floor. She draws a sharp breath. "you!?" Her voice wavers. "Haven't you heard of knocking?"