[center]Claire Clarkson was by no means a bad person. She wasn't exactly a thief, but after her parents died a couple months ago she had to take the gold to survive, she couldn't live out on her own in the streets like the majority of the village did. Sure, she knew how to fight with a sword, but what use would that be if she was too poor to even afford a sword? Or too weak from lack of food to fight back if she was attacked? It wouldn't be. Besides, it had been two months and she was still taking treasure from the nearby cove and she hadn't got caught yet, so more then likely it was just up for grabs, wasn't it?

It was time for another payment, so she made another trip to the cove. She had her small bag she carried it in and her sheath her sword rested in. Her brunette hair fell down her back and she was dressed in a green dress that went to he knees with a small tear in the side and brown boots. Around the middle of her waist was a brown corset that went on the outside of her dress. 

Claire stepped onto the slippery rocks until she was inside the cove. It was tricky getting in and out because it'd get so wet from the splashing waves. She started to gather a couple handfuls of gold and stashed them into the brown bag- then she heard something outside. Leaving the bag on the ground, she quickly found a hiding place behind a large rock, hand resting on her sword in case she needed to use it. [/center]