Name: Clerabelle

Personality: Very shy, reserved, and soft spoken. She is kind enough and wants to make friends. Can be a bit skittish at times and doesn't like being stared at for long periods of time. Will typically avoid fighting if she can help it but if she has to she tries to hold back, she doesn't want to harm anyone.

Hobbies: Gardening, reading, stargazing, dancing, and occasionally adventuring.

Story: Clerabelle grew up in a secluded village that was far away from normal civilization, she isn't an outgoing person and even while growing up she spent most of her time in the outskirts of the village enjoying the flora.

One day she discovered a stone near a mysterious cave, it looked like a moonstone and Clerabelle (excited at the opportunity to evolve) picked it up. However that stone wasn't just a moonstone, it was a stone that had been corrupted by dark forces, and even though Clerabelle evolved into Clefable something began to spread and curse her body.

Clerabelle had ran back to the village, she was panicking and scared. When she looked at herself she noticed a dark purple consuming her limbs and spreading rapidly, she was rushed to the village doctor and then a very harrowing discovery was made.

Clerabelle was starting to share similar characteristics with a Gengar, it seems the more she's stressed, scared, or panicking the faster the curse spreads but if she remains calm or does something that makes her happy then the curse will be under control.

Clerabelle couldn't believe what she had heard, her life was now cursed and things would only get harder. Years had passed and she learned how to better control her emotions so the curse wouldn't spread as rapidly. She was eventually cast out of the village, the villagers being very nervous and on edge fearing at any point that Clerabelle would change and kill them all. Having nowhere to go she travelled to the most secluded mountain plain to stay away from any and everyone. She will occasionally get care packages and other random gifts from the village she used to stay at.

Clerabelle typically spends most of her days tending to her garden, reading books she sometimes receives, playing on the lake, or sometimes just staying in and resting. She sometimes wishes she had people to talk to, it gets lonely a lot.

The Lax incense she wears was a gift from her mother, something to take before leaving the village. She goes nowhere without it and helps a lot in keeping the curse at bay.

The Curse: Not much is known about the curse, it is assumed that if it takes over Clerabelle completely she will become a shadow of her self. However the curse in its base form has transformed Clerabelle's hands into sharp claws, if not careful she could easily slash something or someone to bits.

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Also since I have nowhere to put this, the things in her ears are noise dampeners. Essentially they help keep the noise down to a bearable level given that Clefable have sensitive hearing.

Art:  HuntressKitteh