Cocky and boisterous. As one who came from distant lands but wholeheartedly embraced the cause of chivalry, Lancer has a deep fascination for all things to do with honor and knighthood. She can be caught fangirling around other knightly Heroic Spirits, eagerly offering to trade details of their stories and experiences. However as the only way Lancer knows how do such things is by challenging them to a duel, she can easily give the impression of an over-aggressive meathead.
Lancer is very weak to matters of romance. In life she kept trying to woo Iseult again and again despite knowing she loved Tristan instead. In reality Lancer was actually in love with Tristan herself, but too shy to admit her feelings so she kept trying to duel him over Iseult as a way to attract his attention.
For her Tristan was an extremely shining existence, a man of kindness and gallantry who devoted himself to the cause of knighthood more than anyone else. However she also glimpsed the overwhelming sadness hidden in his deep gold eyes. Lancer wished from the bottom of her heart to save Tristan from his tragic destiny, but ultimately her hands never once managed to reach him. Her deepest regret is that she couldn't stay by Tristan's side and console him in his final moments.
Due to the relative obscurity of her legend, Lancer harbors an inferiority complex towards more famous knights like Gawain and Lancelot. As impressive as her own feats may be, Lancer can't help but feel them to be underwhelming in the face of such shining legends given flesh.
Upon meeting other knights from Arthur's court, Lancer would try to mask her shyness with bravado, boasting that she could take any of them in a fight. But this is just an act and in reality Lancer is quite insecure, often doubting her self-worth as a knight and hero. This stems from how the one person whose approval she craved above all others- Sir Tristan- never once acknowledged her as an "equal".
A one-sided adoration (curse), similar to the cliche schoolgirl perpetually pining for her distant "sempai".
Lancer's wish on the Holy Grail is to reunite with Sir Tristan, resolving her regrets where she never got a chance to confess her feelings to him in life. However first she wants to make herself into "someone worthy of standing by Tristan's side", both as a knight and as a woman. What exactly that wish would entail is unclear even to Lancer herself, but it would likely be shaped by the experiences and bonds she forms in the Holy Grail War.
Relationships/Reactions:
Tristan: The man she loves and admires more than anything. When it comes to talking about him, her usual tomboy front evaporates and she displays the demeanour of a lovestruck schoolgirl eagerly discussing how cool her first crush is.
"He's so kind and dashing, he can sing and play the harp like an angel, he's so beautiful but sad-looking it makes me wanna' give him the biggest hug... Hey, you weren't listening to all that were you Master?"
Gilgamesh: The exalted hero-king of her homeland, Babylon. To him, she owes the deepest respect and gratitude. At least she'd like to say that. But upon meeting the golden king face-to-face and seeing his ridiculously arrogant personality, Lancer can't help but make a slightly disgusted expression.
Kiyohime:
"Tenaciously chasing after the one you love is something to admire, yes. But I can't help but feel this woman takes it a bit too far..."
Humbaba:
"This chimeric monstrosity... somehow, I get the same rotten feeling from it as the Questing Beast. No matter what, I can't let this monster get away!"
Medb:
"You manipulate men and treat them like pawns, then throw them away like trash when you're done. Someone like you better not even try coming close to my beloved Tristan!"
Diarmuid:
"For some reason, I get a similar impression of him as from Sir Tristan..."
Likes: sensitive and poetic men, knighthood, being earnestly praised
Dislikes: betrayal, not having her feelings recognized, sense of inferiority
Talent: admiring someone from afar
Natural Enemy:
Tristan, King Mark