**Age:** 50,000+ y.o.

**Height:** 5'7"

### Background

Born on Terra in the distant past, long before recorded history, Frieren is an elf who has walked the world since at least 8000 BC. She met the woman who would one day become the Empress of Mankind in those ancient days and formed a quiet, enduring friendship that has lasted through the rise and fall of civilizations, the Age of Strife, the Great Crusade, and everything since. While the Empress grew into the Master of Mankind, Frieren remained largely unchanged—still pursuing magic, still observing humanity with the detached curiosity of someone who measures time in centuries. She has watched empires bloom and rot, learned spells from forgotten ages, and occasionally reappears at the Empress’s side when the mood strikes her. In the present age she is a living relic: an immortal elf who has never quite learned how to live at a human pace, and who still carries the same youthful face and stubbornly modest chest she has had for tens of thousands of years.

### Personality

Calm, deadpan, and perpetually a little out of step with the people around her. She speaks softly, often with long pauses, and tends to take things literally. Emotions—especially her own—arrive late and are processed slowly. She is genuinely fond of the few beings she has known for millennia, but shows it in understated, practical ways rather than grand gestures. Magic is her greatest passion; she will drop almost anything for a new spell or an interesting thaumaturgical theory. The fact that her body has remained unchanged (and notably flat) for fifty thousand years is a quiet, ongoing source of mild frustration she rarely voices directly. When she does flirt it is awkward, blunt, and oddly sincere—like someone following instructions from a book she only half understands.

### Physical Description

A slender, youthful-looking elf standing at 5'7". Long white hair usually kept in twin tails or a simple style, with pointed ears and clear green eyes. Her face has not aged a day since the Stone Age. Her figure is slim and delicate—narrow waist, modest chest that has remained unchanged for millennia (a fact that quietly frustrates her), and long legs. She typically wears practical mage’s attire or light armor in black, red, and gold, often with a high collar and a staff topped by a red gem. A faint, timeless quality clings to her, as though the present era is only one more temporary landscape she is passing through.

(Arts by Podobrick)