Basic Info


Gender

female

Age (Appearance)

19

Species

Manisa

Size

182 cm

Personality

appears spiteful, talks down on others, doesn't hold back with words, generally negative opinion of new people, sarcastic, intimidating (mainly with words), smart

Likes

coffee, others being intimidated by her, technology (she's repairing weapons + builds new ones sometimes), Hyperya's harp music

Dislikes

demons, being too weak to hunt them herself, people throwing their lives away, sweets, anything cute

Relationships

Tatsuhiko (customer/ friend) | Hyperya (friend?)

Profile


Facts, pls read if you're drawing her!
- Please don't draw her with visible eyes before I have finished the reference. The hair is hiding a scar.
- Can be drawn with open hair.



Abilities
None. Though she has technical skills. She can built or repair guns/ canons, bullets and so on. Even though her specialty are guns, she can also sharpen a sword or renew the string of a bow and so on. When it comes to weapons she has at least a little knowledge about almost everything there is.



Story
As a small Child, Claire lived a normal life. She was considered a little savage though. She led the children and often pulled annoying pranks on the adults. But at the age of 7 her village got attacked by demons whom appeared from a portal that opened in the middle of the village. They massacred most of the citizens, only few were able to escape. Though Claire doesn't know anyone who is still alive other than her. When it occured she was hiding along with the other children. But a demon found them. She saw how he killed some of her friends. Then his claws reached her. She passed out after that. Apparently the demon thought he killed her, since he didn't launch a second attack on her. He killed the remaining children and when she woke up and saw their corpses lying around she couldn't think clear. She wandered through the city looking at all the bodies of people who once were part of her life. She recognized some and within them her parents, her friends, the people she loved to prank, everyone. She couldn't really grasp the situation. To her it was some kind of nightmare.

What Claire witnessed was a full scale demon attack. Led by the halfdemon Yoruko. Though he personally didn't fight in this battle.. or better massacre. Nobody came to aid the city. Not the priests, not the bounty hunters. Nobody came. The people who are supposed to protect the weak failed their job.

Clair sat down, leaning on the wall of a house for several hours. And she came to the conclusion, that she should try to take revenge. She saw herself as the perfect hero for this job, as the protagonist of a new story. In a way her tale began perfect. A normal child, separated from everyone else by a miserable fate. A perfect reason to fight against the evil of the world: the demons. Outsmarting the priests. Not taking money as the bounty hunters do. Just fighting for rightiousness and justice. That became new found resolve. The resolve she needed to make herself into the legendary warrior, that future generations would tell stories about.
Totally convinced of those thoughts, she started wandering around. She had to beg people for meals and shelter. She asked around for people that could train her to become a fighter, so that she could defend herself. But she had no success. She grew her hair during that time. She didn't like how people looked at her scar disgusted. And covering it up like that helped her a little. She was traveling around more than half a year. Nobody was willing to teach her fighting. Until one day a few bounty hounters whom she provoked started attacking her out of annoyance. They grapped her by the collar holding her up, thretening her to kill her if she wouldn't stop begging them for training in swordsmanship. She was in a desparate situation. But finally the next character in Claire's tale appeared. The bounty hounter Tatsuhiko. She shot a bullet in front of the guys. They left her alone, not wanting to take the newcomer on. Tatsuhiko is known well for her amazing abilities. Claire was amazed by the precise shot she fired and asked her to teach her fighting. And Tatsuhiko noticed the determination in that small girl. She said she could give it a try.

She started living in Tatsuhikos small apartment. They got to know each other a little, Clair got some food and slept for a while. And then they started training. They started with Tatsuhikos specialty, guns and cannons. But Claire's aim was worse than the aim of any amateur, Tatsuhiko ever saw. She couldn't take the backlash either. So they went to swords. They tried daggers, they tried fist combat. Over the span of two years, they tried everything they could come up with. But Clair wasn't suited for anything. Her dream of becoming a hero… Shattered. Despite the daily training, her endurance, her strenght… Nothing really improved. A bit of course. But by far not enough to kill a demon. Tatsuhiko wanted to believe in her, she tried really hard. But even she was helpless in that situation. Claire – now 10 years old – wanted to be left alone for a while. She went out on a walk, thinking about her fate. Her tragic fate. Her story, that hadn't even started yet, was over. What would be her purpose to live? She persued revenge. A goal, as she was now aware, she would never be able to reach.

As she sat down on a bench crying, a sound reached her ears. Beautiful music. She listened a bit. What was that? She started feeling better. Somehow, her sadness faded a little. Amazed by the music, she followed the sound, to find its source. She was blinded by the person she found. A pretty woman, dressed in black, playing a small harp. She had her eyes closed so far, but now she slowly revealed beautiful violet eyes. Who was that? Claire was confused. She did not have a tail nor ears. Was she a priest? Only priests have bodies different from the norm. Their spiritual energy deforms the body at birth often. „Little girl, tell me: What saddened you? I may play a song to raise your spirits.“ Her smile was the smile of an angel. And her voice… It was so soft. Incredible. „W...Who are you?!!“ Claire replied half trying to be suspicious, half captured by the magical aura of that angelic being. „I am nobody. A mere bystander. A wandering bard. I am not involved in any story. I listen to them and I tell them to people who are in need of them. If you tell me about you, I will sing to you the story that will help you. How does that sound?“ She smiled. The tale of Claire… But it is not even a story. It is the failure of a story. „W.. Why would I tell you? And…Will… My story even be good enough?“ „Don't worry. There aren't any worthless stories. And you did not die yet. It is still the start of your tale, don't you think? Perhabs the song you will receive will inspire you to find a new direction. And one day, you can tell me the whole story.“ Claire thought about this for a minute. Her story… It is the story of a worthless fool. And besides, she shouldn't trust that woman! But… Looking at her angelic smile… There was no way around it. Claire started telling this woman what happened. From the demon attack, her hatred, her dream, and how it got shattered.




Tba
- inner conflict (are all demons evil)
- start getting into weapon repairs
- work at the bounty hunter cafe
- Hyperya's tale

Tried to keep it short but guess what I failed xD I just had too many ideas for her at once ^^'' And i had too much fun writing. I went from just telling a story to telling it engaging... idk if that's good for my descriptions in the future but oh well. It's fine i guess xD At least they're rather nice to read now (i hope)