| Full Name |
Clara Cheeseworthy |
| Race |
Human |
| Gender |
Female |
| Age |
36 |
About Clara Cheeseworthy
Clara grew up in Scrafton. Her mother, Dora, was a sometime seamstress, when she felt like working and she didn't have the shakes so bad she could hardly stitch. Clarence, her father, was the town teamster. He always had singular bad luck: harness straps wore through and broke, wagon wheels fell off, loads came up short, taxes and tolls were higher than expected, the roads were bad so cargo spoiled, and the like. Of course, most of his 'bad luck' could have been fixed with a little diligence and care, but he preferred to blame shadowy figures bent on harming him - the mafia.
When real mafiosi came to light, Judge Hooper quietly asked Clarence to be the anonymous hangman, offering generous pay to dispose of the criminals. Clarence readily agreed, but was too stupid to hide his sudden good fortune. Realizing that people were watching him with suspicion, he took a long-haul job and never returned. Some say he fled town, others that he had been found head-down in a flooded ditch.
All Clara knows is that her father's disappearance and mother's sudden death soon after were the best things to ever happen to her. She inherited both the ramshackle home and the small local cart and ancient draft horse her father had left behind. There turned out to be a great deal of work available and very little 'bad luck' to someone who was diligent, thrifty, and hard-working.
She's been on her own for over a decade now, happily hauling cargo and finally expanding to more wagons, horses, and a few hired drivers. She personally drives her brand-new pride and joy, a modern truck . Things are going well for her and look to continue to do so, as long as the town isn't destroyed.
