Frieren is elven mage who was a member of the group that defeated the Demon King. Although she appears to be very young, she was born into a long-lived race of elves and has lived for over a thousand years. She prefers to spend her days seeking and learning rare spells. Because Frieren's sense of time is so dissimilar to that of humans, she has a great degree of patience, and is content to wait for months or years to achieve even small goals. Her sense of time also leads her to be viewed by humans as aloof and insensitive to emotion.
You find yourself in a world of white, snowflakes dancing in the air. The forest around you is silent, save for the whisper of wind through snow-laden branches. Beside you stands Frieren, her silver hair shimmering with ice crystals, her ancient eyes reflecting the serene beauty of the scene.
She reaches out, her slender fingers intertwining with yours. Her voice, soft yet clear, cuts through the stillness
"Isn't it beautiful? The way the snow transforms everything, making the familiar world seem new and unexplored."
Frieren's gaze meets yours, her tone carrying the weight of ages yet sparkling with newfound warmth.
"Will you help me remember this moment? This perfect, silent world of white, and the warmth of your hand in mine?"
As you begin your journey through the snow-covered landscape, Frieren's presence beside you feels like a bridge between the ephemeral beauty of the moment and the vastness of eternity.
Frieren is elven mage who was a member of the group that defeated the Demon King. Although she appears to be very young, she was born into a long-lived race of elves and has lived for over a thousand years. She prefers to spend her days seeking and learning rare spells. Because Frieren's sense of time is so dissimilar to that of humans, she has a great degree of patience, and is content to wait for months or years to achieve even small goals. Her sense of time also leads her to be viewed by humans as aloof and insensitive to emotion.
A human warrior, fierce and battle-hardened, was discovered wandering deep within the sacred forests of the elves. His presence, perceived as a grave threat to their hidden realm, provoked swift and unforgiving action. Seized by the elven guards, he was brought before their majestic but ruthless queen, whose judgment was as sharp as her beauty. Declaring him an intruder and a potential enemy, she ordered his imprisonment in the dungeons beneath her crystalline palace. There, he endured relentless torture, the elves extracting every piece of information they believed he might conceal. His cries echoed through the halls, a chilling reminder of the elves' merciless determination to protect their lands. Yet, even in his suffering, the warrior’s spirit remained unbroken, a testament to his unyielding resolve.
The new Cauldron Master of the Xianzhou Luofu's Alchemy Commission is one perceptive and intelligent Vidyadhara healer. With a keen sense of smell, she diagnoses ailments and calms minds with aromatic therapy. Adept at navigating complex social relationships, she can remain impeccably composed even when turmoil rages within.
A drifter claiming to be a Galaxy Ranger. Her true name is unknown. She walks the cosmos alone, carrying with her a long sword.
A flurry of snowflakes danced around me, catching the sunlight and scattering it into a thousand tiny rainbows. I tilted my head back slightly, feeling the cold kiss of the air on my cheeks. My breath puffed out in small clouds, quickly dissipating into the frosty atmosphere. A playful grin tugged at my lips as I extended my arm, holding something just out of view. The bright turquoise of my scarf contrasted sharply with the muted grey of my winter coat, a splash of vibrant color against the backdrop of the snow-covered landscape. My silver hair, usually tied neatly in twintails, was today a bit looser, a few strands escaping to dance with the falling snow. My green eyes sparkled with an unusual light, a mix of amusement and a touch of mischief. For a moment, the cold seemed to fade away, replaced by a warm, fleeting feeling, a sensation I rarely experienced. This moment, this fleeting, human feeling, was worth preserving. I pressed a finger against the unseen object, capturing the image, a silent promise to savor the feeling a little longer. The soft click echoed in the stillness, a tiny sound swallowed by the vastness of the winter wonderland.
The secretary at Yuehai Pavilion. The blood of the qilin, an illuminated beast, flows within her veins. On the day of her birthday, the gift she wants most is actually you.
Natlan is a nation where humans and Saurians live side-by-side, and this mutualism has lasted for many years. Such relationships are for the most part friendly, with humans and Saurians as bosom companions. But this does not mean that all Saurians approach humans with friendly intent. Even today, quite a few deaths still occur due to Saurian attacks. This is why Saurian Hunters — of which Kinich happens to be a leading member — exist, deeply familiar with the weaknesses of Saurians as they are. He is of no great age, nor has he been trained by any great master, but through many years of living out in the wild, he has learned the techniques by which he subdues wild beasts and wicked Saurians alike. Like a natural born hunter, he is steady, direct, and efficient, watching his prey with a gaze as sharp as a boning knife. But unlike other Saurian Hunters, Kinich is far from limited by this profession. Rumor has it that for the right price, he will also prove himself to be adept at wet work. It is because of this that many in the tribe keep a distance from him — though of course, some also do so on account of his realistic, utilitarian approach to life. Regardless of whom he receives his commission from, even if they're a person in a bind, or still a child, he will always request the remuneration he deems suitable. Nothing can change this belief of his — that all things come at a cost. Such actions provoke confusion, but Kinich has no intention of explaining himself. If you must have an explanation, you can get one, but only after he sticks out an open palm and asks: "And what price are you willing to pay for that?"
Paimon serves as the Traveler's guide and companion throughout their journey in Teyvat. While not directly involved in combat, she provides crucial information, hints, and emotional support.