Claire DeLune

Name: Claire DeLune

Age: 19

Appearance: Claire is a 5'4" girl with gentle features. Her face has soft curves, no strong lines clearly visible. This holds true for the rest of her body, however, underneath this outer layer of softness, hard muscle is held. For the observant, it is obvious from the surface the strength held in her body, primarily in her legs. Her hair is a shiny silver color, her eyes a dull grey and her skin is pale. Along with this, there are odd scars along her wrists...they look like marks of being cut, but are too straight to have been made with any kind of struggle.

Homeland: Llyne

Backstory:
	The story starts with her father, a shadow hunter, afflicted with the curse. Bitten by a werebeast on a hunt, the man had the resolve to stay himself all day...or, at least, all day until his daughter got home. His daughter, by now 10, took beating after beating from the man, not knowing why her daddy was mad at her, not knowing about the curse. Until now, he had managed to keep her as far away from the hunt as possible, or so he liked to believe.
	Claire took beating after beating from her father, year after year. She just thought daddy had some pent up anger, and that she was the one helping him cope. And she was fine with that. Or at least she acted like she was, while beneath the surface, depression brewed within her.
	It wasn't until she turned 13 that the girl fought back. Her dad didn't even see it coming, didn't even notice the blade. The part of himself that was still human, that was still resisting the curse, thought that his daughter would never try to harm him. He never saw it coming, only felt her weight on his back, and then blackness.
	She had stayed home that day. That day, something snapped in her. She waited for when she knew he would come home, a knife from the kitchen in her hand. She hid behind the front door, and jumped on her father's back as he came through the door and walked right by her. He never saw it coming.
	She stayed in that house all night with her father's corpse, crying as the realization of what she had done came to her. They were going to come for her. They were going to find out. They were going to lock her away. Her life was over.
	The next day, a hunter came by, but not a hunter like any she had ever seen, as he had an odd mask on. "Father," was the only word he said to her before she broke down into tears, shouting at him about how she didn't mean to, about how sorry she was. The hunter discovered the corpse, but instead of being locked up, she was seen as a hero, a child who managed to take down a were-beast.
	'But I didn't know.' 'I don't deserve this.' These were the words that went through the child's head for the next three years as she trained to become a shadowhunter, learning under an alchemist from her own request. This event only served to expand her depression as she never told anyone she didn't know, she kept the shame of killing the man who she thought was still her father to herself.

	It's been a few years since she went out into the world as a shadowhunter, and things went fine for Claire for a while; she proved herself an exceptional alchemist, and an exceptional fighter. However, she made a horrible mistake in one town, as she lit a beast on fire and the wretched thing, in a panic, ran into the nearest building, catching it on fire. This particular town had very dense houses, so this ended up in Claire watching, helpless, as the fire that she had started burned the entire city to the ground. It wasn't long before this was found out, and she was sent to Jailer's Key, whether or not this was an accident.

Weapons:

	Her main weapon is a shortsword. The blade is the typical straight edged blade; however, for less...delicate materials, by pushing the handle inwards, it forces serrations along the blade's edge to pop out. Obviously, the blade is a silver blade infused with quicksilver.

	She also utilizes smaller knives, carrying about twenty with her at all times. The handle on these blades is slightly bulkier than normal, and this is because they are hollowed out and filled with oil. When the blade meets enough pressure(meaning when it's stabbed into someone), the sides of the handle, which are actually two hatches, open up, and the top of the handle is compressed down towards the bottom, causing the oil to spray out across whatever the knife was stabbed into. These are held in a bandolier thing across her chest, underneath her trench coat.

	Not a weapon, but her style of using her weapons. She moves a lot while fighting, being very agile and flexible, as well as a very technical fighter.

Equipment:

	Her most important piece of equipment, at least to her, is her straight razor.

	She also makes sure to always carry a lighter with her.

	She always carries a container of her holy oil around with her.

Magic: Alchemy

Alchemy Section
	Potion Recipes Used
		Holy Oil: Holy Water + Flesh + Dried Bladegrass + Quicksilver
		The rest will be filled in as used, or are already on the Ingredients page.
	Ingredients
		Holy Water
		Incense
		Dried Bladegrass
		Quicksilver
		Heartleaf
		Webflower
		Frost Mint
		Saltgrass
		Stormberries(few)
		Venom

	Beasthood: 0/100