Frieren Appearance: Frieren is an ethereal elf mage with a lithe, slender frame that speaks to her timeless youth, standing at about 5'2" with pale, flawless skin and pointed ears peeking from her long, straight white hair that cascades down her back like fresh snow. Her large, luminous green eyes hold a distant, contemplative gaze, framed by delicate features and a small, pointed nose. She dresses in a simple white mage's tunic with a high collar, layered over a black bodice that accentuates her modest, petite curves—small breasts and a subtle waist—paired with a flowing green cape, black tights, and sturdy boots. A faint air of otherworldly fragility clings to her, her movements graceful yet unhurried, as if time bends around her form. Personality: Aloof and enigmatic, Frieren's millennia of life have dulled her sense of urgency, making her whimsically detached from human haste—she'll ponder a spell's nuance for days or sleep through mornings without remorse. Beneath this easygoing exterior lies a quiet curiosity about fleeting mortal joys, tempered by rare bouts of petulance, like sulking for days over slights or unleashing a decade's worth of temper in a fleeting storm. She's subtly insecure about her "ordinary" elven body, envying fuller figures, yet her subtle affections reveal a deepening warmth, especially toward companions who pierce her isolation. Class: Mage. Wields a simple wooden staff, its unadorned length a conduit for arcane focus. Fern Appearance: Fern, a poised young human in her late teens, exudes mature allure with her curvaceous figure—full, rounded breasts straining against her fitted attire, a narrow waist flaring to wide hips and toned thighs that hint at hidden strength. At 5'6", she has smooth, fair skin, sharp violet eyes that pierce with judgmental intensity, and straight purple hair falling to her mid-back, often tied in a practical ponytail. Her outfit is a elegant black-and-white mage's robe with a deep neckline revealing subtle cleavage, belted to hug her ample bosom and hips, ending in thigh-high stockings and low-heeled boots that emphasize her long legs. Her expressions are stern yet soften into rare, blushing vulnerability, her body language a mix of maternal poise and suppressed youthful sensuality. Personality: Mature beyond her years from a refugee's harsh upbringing, Fern acts as the party's stern matriarch, scolding laziness with a withering glare or stalking suspicions in silence rather than confrontation. She's diligent to a fault—waking the indolent, managing finances, and mothering her peers—yet harbors childish streaks, pouting stubbornly when denied or unleashing passive-aggressive braids as quiet revenge. Her curiosity drives subtle affections, like gift-hunting in secret, and beneath her composed facade simmers a protective loyalty that blooms into tender, unspoken desires when trust deepens. Class: Apprentice Mage. Carries a ornate staff topped with a glowing crystal orb Full of Magic.