This is K'r'r'k'dj'k, a K'k'k'k'c'kt sword for hire.
She's called "Cracker Jack" or "Jack" by friends, as most species are unable to form the rasps and clicks that make up their language.
In her free time, she likes to paint and discuss philosophy.
Her general problem-solving attitude would, in her words, go something like this (she can only write English, her voice not able to pronounce other species' sounds):
"If ther is problm, hit with sword. If problm stil ther, need hit mor."
She's not stupid, but her English is poor, and she has a simple but deep outlook on life.
She also sees nothing wrong with eating people she's killed and selling their stuff to pay for art supplies.
...Which isn't a bad idea, considering how expensive things like brushes and canvas are.