Name: Eleanor McClancy, often shortened to “Ellie”.

Age: 16

Appearance: Eleanor is short and often dressed in clothes that are too big for her frame and boots that seem like they’d fall off any moment. To say her face is beautiful would be an overstatement but ‘pretty’ seems accurate, littered with freckles befitting her pale skin and wildfire hair. Her eyes are a pale undefined shade of green or blue, or maybe a grey in-between. Her frame suggests fragility, a need for protection which the girl adamantly rejects. Used to working long hours in the farm have made her body strong and her will - even stronger.

Occupation: Eleanor is the McClancie’s best and only cowgirl. Her life consists of helping around her parents’ ranch, showing off to naïve fools and occasionally rebelling against her parents. Much to her parents’ disapproval she also spends a lot of time in the bar and the hotel.

Personality:
As a true daughter of the McClancies, Eleanor is incredibly adept at taking care of the animals on the farm and usually surpasses even boys her age when it comes to shooting, herding or horse riding. She is very competitive and isn’t particularly sensitive to anybody’s feelings either, often rubbing it in when she wins at anything. She seems especially vicious towards boys her age leading townsfolk to believe that she needs a husband older than her, and fast.
She is already developing some unhealthy habits like gambling in the bar or talking to strangers visiting the town. Eleanor often comes off as angry, high-strung, vexing and overall bratty. However, there is a much gentler side to the tomboy that shines through when she is dealing with animals or playing her violin.

History:

Little is known about the goings-on in the McClancy’s household but some things are readily observable as soon as one lais eyes on Eleanor or her stone-faced parents. The girl is direct and driven and seems to be fighting against the whole world, even if the world itself is not fighting back.

Other things are the stuff of rumour and old tales. People in Job talk about John McClancy’s unsuccessful attempt to move to the City, ‘the only good of which was that he returned with a pregnant wife’. They talk about the ‘Old McClancy ranch’ run by John’s father, mother and three siblings. They talk about prosperity that passed long ago. Ceased.

Here they start whispering. And they whisper about a death, about an illness that struck the family - Jemmie, Lana and Scott, claiming one after the other at a viscious speed until the only ones left gave up and abandoned the land. They all ran away, scattering around Nevada like all decent folk would. All but three - John and his family. And this is where people start hissing swears at the man: ‘stupid’, ‘stubborn’; the man who stayed, sacrificing his own son to what could only be a curse.

The man remained. Unmovable as a rock. And, his wife did too. ‘Insane’, they call her. Yet she bore fruit once more. Thus, Eleanor. She is the couple’s second and only living child. For better or worse, she survived and proceeded to develop into a fine, albeit untamed young woman. Her dreams are too big for the ranch and even for the town she has thus far been unable to leave. And it’s hardly a secret that she desperately wants to do just that.


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