Clover (Post-Trauma)

23 years old, female, 6,07, Elf. Clover was a very jolly and a caring elf, happily working under the leader of HT, Isaac. She liked her coworkers, was a very kind, curious and caring person.

That was, however, until her parents died. One day, after a very hard and brutal mission, Clover got an invitation to her home from an enemy, LC clan. She rushed as fast as possible, however, the enemy soldiers knew no mercy, and they cut her parent's throats right on her eyes. Everything seemed to black out for Clover for that moment, and once she got back into her senses, she was sitting on a chair in front of her dead parents, surrounded by puddles of blood. She continued to sit there for a long time, around three days, looking at her parents and thinking what she done wrong. This leads to worse changes in her. She started thinking that she brings misfortune and lament to everyone who gets close to her, so she started talking less, became a shut in, started drinking and gave up on her promise to never drink and smoke. Her whole world started to roll around her work, which lead her to getting multiple promotions, but nothing could restore her loss.

Clover is an hard-built elven woman, around 23 years old, her body is pretty muscular and looks more male. Her hair is short and white, as it got burned down in one of her missions. She doesnt talk a lot, sometimes replying with one simple word. Her elven ears are not as sensitive as before, and the tip of her right ear is bitten of. During her work, she got a lot of scars all along her body, as well as the loss of her unscarred eye. She just wears bondages over it. She is very professional, and tries to do her work without questioning anything. Her favorite phrase would be "this is this, and that is that.". Her only one eye is dark-blue, mostly prevented from any emotion. Her breasts are big in a way, bigger than an average woman, yet, not big enough to get called milkers or so. She will try to never make close bonds, let alone let someone intimately touch her.

Over the time she was concentrated on work, she mastered her abilities:

Fire manipulation Blood manipulation Explosion manipulation Copying other abilities through blood/bites To the point she can just explode her enemy from the inside with a move of her hand.

She wears black military HT uniform, a golden ankh necklace from her mother, a belt with vessels filled with blood in an emergency case, high boots that are heavy enough to squash someone's head. Has a set of scars all over her body, on her right eye, her left hand, her belly and her right thigh, but its rare for someone to see them. Her eyes are blue and her elf ears are a bit droopy, her body physique closer to a man than a woman, since she quite has some muscles, tall.

She almost doesnt have any bond with her coworkers, however, will describe them if needed.

Zero: A creation of pure negativity, an excelent swordmaster. Pretends to hate her. Looks like a floating humanoid with a big bamboo hat.

Isaac: An unfitting ruler, head of HT clan. Often gets drunk and doesnt really work with HT clan, spending most of his time with his wife instead of taking care of the clan. In a bad relationship with Clover.

Scortin: Enigmatic experiment of HT, always with a smile and questions around himself. However, Clover sees him as a coward.

Despite these people, Clover doesnt have any relationships, especially with those who are under her.

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