Fickle, in a nutshell. As faerie blood runs deep in her veins, the woman is as high strung as they come. Her emotional spectrum can be compared to two sides of the same coin – from her impulsive and often violent tantrums to the opposite side of the spectrum of her social, upbeat lifestyle. The faeries are known well for acting on sheer emotion, as well as holding grudges. More often than not, Clarissa welcomes people with a guarded heart, and an open mind. She is not one to quickly judge, lest she feels that she or hers are slighted in some way, and once the feeling sets in, it’s near impossible, no matter the good deeds of the being, she remains forever guarded. She is not one to forgive until her own do, however, those she calls ‘hers’ aren’t ones to forgive, either, now are they?

Mentally, Clarissa is one to plot, by nature. She considers the use that people have to her before anything. The woman believes that if a person is useful, she needs to keep them close. More often than not, her previous associates were, as she describes them, ‘tools’ for her goal. The associates of those she considers family, however, are not seen this way. More often than not, it is difficult to discern which is which until trouble presents itself.

Physically, Clarissa definitely takes after her faerie heritage. Being half elf, she has the delicately pointed ears and youthful face. Her faerie heritage has gifted her a lovely visage, with thick, well-woven hair the color of sherry wine. Her figure is lithe, more similar to that of a dancer, though it’s apparent that she is not at all inactive. Honey toned doe-eyes set on a heart-shaped face, and pouty lips set her general appearance to be that of an innocent, naïve young woman.