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Clara Redmond

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About Clara Redmond

  • Lost Lake Ranch

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  • Role
    Main Character
  • Playby
    Hailee Steinfeld
  • Full Name
    Clara Anne Redmond
  • Goes By
    Clara
  • Profession
    Caregiver
  • Position
    P/T Nanny
  • Birth Date
    10/12/1860
  • Status
    Single
  • Height
    5'4"
  • Hair Color
    Dark Brown
  • Eye Color
    Brown

Physical Description

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Traits & Characteristics

Character Traits

  • Highly intelligent, sharp as a needle.
  • Driven, a hard worker.
  • Very opinionated, blunt at times.
  • Solemn, serious.
  • Family is everything to her.

General Personality

clara2.jpgClara showed her smarts at an early age, she was reading already at five, everything scholastic comes easy to her. Her father depends on her for so much around the farm, she has had to grow up quickly. Her work ethic is amazing and be it cooking or laundry or watching over her kid brother, she is diligent and competent about it.

She has her weak points, like any other person. Her tongue is sharp and she is way too eager to give anyone and everyone her opinion on things and people. She doesn’t seem to like a whole lot of people. She is still scarred both emotionally and physically by the Indian attack which wounded her and killed her mother. She could certainly use a sense of humor.

Employment

Employer

Lost Lake Ranch (August 1875 - September 1875)

Clara recently accepted the position of part-time nanny to Cody and Nettie Thornton at Lost Lake Ranch. She only works two or three days per week.

After resigning from that position Clara found new employment working at the Lickskillet, a local cafe in Kalispell. She helps with the cooking and baking plus can also wait on tables if necessary.

Redmond Homestead

She handles her share of the chores and work involved in keeping the family's homestead running.

Professional Skills

Reads and writes, excellent with arithmetic. Good with chores,
Cooking, laundry, and farm animals. Can ride a horse.

Expertise

Self Defense

Her father has taught her to load and fire both pistol and rifle.

Hobbies & Interests

  • Voracious reader when she can get her hands on books and has the time given all the work she does at home.
  • Swimming when time and weather permits.

Aliases / Nicknames

N/A

Residense(s)

Current Residence

Redmond Homestead

Kalispell, Montana Territory

Place of Birth

Scranton, Pennsylvania

Kith & Kin

| FAMILY |

Father: Aurelian Redmond (see Timeline for details)

Mother: Kathleen Redmond (deceased)

Brother(s): Wyatt Redmond (a. 12)

Sister(s): Catherine Redmond (deceased, a. 3 months)

| ADVERSARIES & ALLIES |

Friends

To be determined in game play.

Foes

  • Indians, any Indians, she hates Indians with a fury.

Life Events

| 1860 |

Born to Kathleen and Aurelian Redmond in Scranton, Pennsylvania.

| 1861-1865 |

Basically brought up by her mother as her father was off in service during the war. A precocious child, fast learner, with seemingly endless curiosity. In late 1863 she got herself a little baby brother, Wyatt.

| 1867-1872 |

Her family lived on a farm where she had a happy enough childhood all the while learning about all that entailed being a woman on a farm. She was a big help to her mother. Kathleen used to remark Clara was a better cook than she was.

Sadly there was another baby, Catherine, which was born in poor health and passed a few months later. They had to move also and their situation became increasingly harder. Finally her father decided they would move out west. Clara was excited, it sounded like a grand adventure.

| 1873 |

The train ride from the east out to Chicago was amazing to the girl, she usually kept her face at the window watching all the sights they went passed. For a time they stopped in Minnesota but her father said more and better land could be found further west.

| 1874 |

Finally her father pulled the trigger, as it were, taking up a homestead property for a very low price in Montana. This was to be their home from here on in. Work commenced on a cabin but they hadn’t been there long when Indians attacked them without warning. Clara was with her mother helping her wash laundry at the creek. It all happened so fast. The two ran for it at first sight of a grim looking warrior. Clara didn’t get far before she screamed in pain as an arrow sunk into her torso. Down she went. Her mother could have kept going but that was not going to happen. Kathleen saw the Indian raising his bow for another shot and the mother threw herself over the girl to shield her, taking the shaft right in her back.

By the time Clara recovered consciousness, she was in the nearest town in a doctors office, her father and brother at her side. Aurelian had to tell her that her mother was gone. That probably hurt more than the wound, which was misery enough. For awhile it was touch and go when she developed infection but stubborn as always, Clara pulled thru.

Their homestead had been burnt to the ground, everything left behind destroyed or stolen. Aurelian moved on as soon as Clara was cleared to travel. Finally he had a bit of good fortune. He met another homesteader who was leaving for the east as his wife didn’t like it out west. This man already had a property just outside the small town of Kalispell and there was also a cabin up too. Aurelian bought it and was determined to try again to make a home, a permanent home. Clara, who worshipped her father, was ready too. This time they would succeed if she had say so about it.

Character Notes

To be added as needed

Player Notes

To be added as needed

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Recent Posts

  1. Clara Redmond
    "Eh...sure, why not? Go ahead an' tell your side. Just maybe...put the gun away?"
     
    Well, Clara figured she wouldn't be able to hit the man anyway like this, what with a whole horse in the way, and she did not shoot innocent animals. He also did have a nice smile. But she would not drop her guard completely, he still could be a varmint.  He worked for the Steelgraves didn't he?
     
    "Fine, I will lower it but you step out so I can see you better and whatever you do - DO NOT - go for your gun or make a lunge for me," Clara agreed to his request but with certain stipulations.
     
    Gun lowered, she then started her side of the story.
     
    "I first met Billy and another jasper, ugly bald ruffian when I was swimming in the lake. I had thought, wrongly of course, I was enjoying myself in privacy.  I had my clothing and this Dragoon Colt piled up on shore. Along came those two ....well, I certainly cannot call them 'gentlemen'. They told me to get out of the water. I refused and told them such a thing was not proper. Billy admitted he had a desire to see me ...naked. Again I would not compromise myself in such a fashion and refused point blank. So he took all of my clothing and my Papa's gun - thinking it all a big joke, then they rode off and left me out there like that.
    So there .....that is your friend, Billy. Now you come along like I am supposed to be happy to see another Evergreen .....hooligan?"
     

  2. Clara Redmond
    The matter was settled, her father had made the offer and the man took it, being he was homeless he would be a complete fool not to. And Clara didn't think he was a fool, not by any means. In fact there just might be more to this jasper than his outward behavior. Clara did not trust people easily and she definitely hadn't gotten to the point of trusting this man yet.
     
    That said, he was a guest now and it was her duty as host to make him as comfortable as possible. She soon had some blankets nestled onto the floor near the fireplace, but not too close so he'd catch fire.  They had two extra pillows (from when her mother was still alive) and she provided both of those then. They had sentimental value to her but he wouldn't much care long as they gave him some comfort.
     
    "There you are, Mr. Ryker. Hope that is satisfactory?" she presented the scene for his approval .... or not.
  3. Clara Redmond
    "Oh, so Billy told you that? And you just believed him?" Clara snapped, though in fairness if the man was new he probably would believe Billy with that baby face angelic face of his. He was a perfect example of not judging someone by their looks.
     
    The man was clever though, he suddenly manuvered himself so he was using his horse as a shield, banking that she wouldn't shoot an innocent animal. Well, he was correct on that assessment, that was not in Clara. In truth, despite her fierce words thus far, it was highly unlikely she would pull the trigger on this Evergreen hand unless he went for his own weapon or lunged for hers.
     
    As for his squatters assertion she felt she needed to set him straight on that too, "That's also a lie. We are not squatters, we bought this land fair and square from the original owners. Mr. Steelgrave has never nor will he ever own a square foot of this property."
     
    "So would you like to hear my side of the story then? Especially about Billy?" she suddenly offered, even if he didn't believe her at least she would have tried.
  4. Clara Redmond
    Once he saw her gun pointed right at him, he stopped alright. Maybe at last he realized that she was certainly not bluffing. He would find out for certain if he tried anything alright!
     
    "Miss Redmond, then," he said, eying the gun and keeping his hands level with his horse's back, palms outstretched. "But there ain't no call to go gettin' so hel...uh...heckfire touchy 'bout that. I might'a been too forward. But I didn't think you'd mind, seein' as how Billy said..."  
     
    "Billy? Billy said what? That low down skunk behind this? Should have known. He must be too afraid to come down and face me himself so he sends you to do his dirty work?" Clara was getting madder by the minute.
     
    "I could shoot you down right now, right this second. I would have it within my rights as you are trespassing on our property," she seethed.
     
     
  5. Clara Redmond
    He laughed at her?! The nerve of this jasper, so he thought it was funny, her warning? It was because she was a young lady, he was giving her no credence because of that, Clara was certain and it only made her all the more angry.
     
    "Listen, Clara," the man declared, still chuckling, "I think you've been out in the sun too long. Let me hold that there laundry basket for you while you hang the rest a' those clothes out."  
     
    "Miss Redmond to you!" she snapped back then went wide eyed to see him actually dismounting? Had she not given him very fair warning to cease his trespassing and get out of here?
     
    Time to put the fear of God in this one, she reckoned then made her move. Suddenly the gun concealed behind her dress was brought out into full sight as she swung the heavy horse pistol up and steadied it with her other hand, assuming a firing position. The Dragoon Colt was leveled right at him.

     
    To show she meant business, if the idiot still didn't get it, she cocked the piece back with one thumb, it was now quite ready to fire and she had her finger on the trigger.
     
    "You come any closer and I will shoot you!"
  6. Clara Redmond
    “Oh well, any old port in a storm” shrugged Arabella “But where the Dickens do you suppose he’s hidin’ the glass slipper?!”
     
    "I ain't hiding anything under here, especially not no glass slipper," Wyatt assured the girl as he tightened his hold on the towel, still not really sure what exactly their conversation was about.  Mermaidmen and glass slippers, none of that was even real?
     
    Before Clara could answer her younger brother's wardrobe inquiry, Arabella piped up ....again. The girl brought a whole new meaning to the old saying 'Silence is golden'.
     
    “Oh Clara, you do smile!” she raved “An’ you look so extra pretty when you do, it does me ‘well’ to see it!”
     
    The elusive smile instantly disappeared as Clara retorted, "Of course I can smile. When there is something worth smiling about. "
     
    Arabella said she was 'extra pretty'? Now that was unexpectedly nice but she'd much rather hear such a thing from a nice looking young man.  No luck there though.
     
    "But... thank you for the kind words," she added then addressed her brother finally, "Not your underwear but keep the rest of the same outfit on. I am behind on laundry as it is. "
     
    Fine with him, Wyatt nodded and padded straight for Arabella for a second it seemed then bypassed her to head to his own bedroom, such as it was. The fact he was half naked didn't phase him none,  Indians did it all the time.
  7. Clara Redmond
    "Eh...I think you're confused, missy."
     
    Gosh! He was either awfully stupid or just brand new to his job. Or.... and this was also very possible, it was all an act to get her to relax her guard. Fat chance of that happening!
     
    "I assure you I know exactly what I am saying," she declared fervently, still sizing him up as they spoke. He had a gun but she was confident she could...already did have the jump on him should he try pulling it.
     
    "But I'll overlook that. I just come to inter-duce myself. I'm a new hand over at the Evergreen spread. Brendan Conolly's my name."
     
    So  now he came right out with it. He was one of those Evergreen thugs! Just as she suspected.
     
    "Well, I am Clara Redmond, daughter of Aurelian Redmond, owner of this farm. And if you know what is good for you, you will heed me and get off OUR property before I make you regret it!" she tried to sound as fierce as she could make it. Somehow though her fearsome act was not always taken that serious by the men she tried it on, much to her dismay.
     
     
  8. Clara Redmond
    "Do them  'well', it is 'well' not 'good'," Clara mildly corrected her grammar but the girl kept going full throttle plowing on with her take on chores and imagination.
     
    "Big feet? I do not!" Clara suddenly frowned at that completely incorrect observation by Arabella.
     
    Before Clara could further sputter about the unfairness of that the girl now panicked at the silence coming from the room where Wyatt had been taking his bath. Drowning?
     
    "Nonsense, Wyatt is even a better swimmer than I am. He is half fish it seems," Clara scoffed.
     
    And just then the door opened and there was Wyatt, a towel wrapped around his waist but otherwise naked, bare feet leaving water on the room floor. Wyatt looked surprised to see Arabella standing right there but addressed his sister.
     
    "So do I put on the clothes I was already wearin' or you want me to change?" was his solemn question.
     
    Despite Arabella's opinion that Clara never laughed or smiled, the older girl actually was full on grin now as she declared, "So there's your Prince at the door!"
     
    Wyatt did not get it.  Girls...............         
  9. Clara Redmond
    Billy grinned, "Yessirree, swimmin' at night...yer a real devil, you are. Bet you a silver dollar you can't convince her though but give it a shot!" 
     
      He'd have made the wager higher given his confidence what Brendan was actually in for but it would look suspicious. Greer only cackled away, not so much from what either of the others said as in expectation of the coming spectacle. And - IF mind you - IF that Redmond gal shot the new cowpoke that would give Mr. Steelgrave the perfect excuse to burn this bunch out of their place.
     
    Clara had just finished putting up Wyatts long johns on the line and was now was ready to start on some of her clothing when she spotted movement up ahead. A focused look now showed there was a man on horseback coming straight for the farm. Like a man on a mission. A cowboy too. It wasn't Shade, she knew him too well besides he'd never visit anymore after casting her aside for that Jezebel school marm. No, she never saw this jasper before in her life.  However, he was approaching from the direction of the Evergreen spread! That pretty much cinched it!
     
    Ever since that day the two Evergreen hooligans had surprised her at the lake, she had vowed she would never be taken by surprise again. As the man closed the distance, she gave a grim almost triumphant smile then reached down into the wash basket.  ' Pick on a young lady, will you?'
     
    The clothes on the line partially broke up the man's line of sight and she kept her one hand, now gripping her little surprise for him, behind her back while she stepped past the clothes line and let him close to easy speaking distance.
     
    "You realize you are trespassing on private property?" she called out a simple question as she looked up at the man.
     

     
     
     
  10. Clara Redmond
    “Oh goody!” Arabella beamed and ran over to the big brush fashioned out of bundled bendy twigs. First of all she got astraddle the thing with a shout of “Hey, look Clara, I’m a witch!”
     
    Oh Clara was so tempted but she simply gazed at the girl and said, "You cannot sweep a floor like that you know."
     
    The girl then proceeded to talk about a dream only it wasn't,  it had to do with her lying next to dead people. Land sakes, how does one even reply to that sort of thing? Clara was at a loss for words for one of the few times in her life.  Fortunately Clara had realized by now that Arabella never really stayed on focus for very long with her constant topics of conversation - less conversation than one sided discourse. Sure enough as the girl began to sweep she started singing.  Clara just glanced at each dish before putting them away in the proper shelf.
     
    She stopped to tell Clara that “I just made that up! I’m always making songs up. That’s one of my rare and unique gifts.” 
     
    "I will agree it is ..... unique," Clara conceded, dripping with sarcasm.
     
    The singing stopped so the girl could ask a question, "Did my dishes pass muster?" 
     
    For once Clara could be truly complimentary, "Yes, Arabella, you did an excellent job. I thank you."
     
    She had to give child credit where credit was due.
     
     

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