Tabitha

"By Orcus's ball-sack, that better not be Castle Calaelen!"
Minty looks back at Tabitha in confusion, but soon gets distracted by another tuft of grass.
Tabitha slowly draws in a breath, holds it for a moment, then slowly lets it out again. "A promise is a promise. Come on you mangy mongrel, lets get going"
With a loving pat, Tabitha and Minty make their way towards their new home

Sitting high on her horse, Tabitha strikes an odd figure. She's slightly shorter than an average woman and rather plain looking. Her soft brown eyes match her shoulder length brown hair, and her slightly tanned face is neither particuarly attractive or repellant. You'd normally describe her as forgettable, if it wasn't for the uneasy feeling you get around her - that it would be best to keep an eye on her the way you would with a "domesticated" wolf.

Her towershield is clearly finely crafted, but unadorned. Her set of spiked fullplate however, is covered in various lines, shapes and spirals embossed in the surface which appear chaotic at first glance, but those with an understanding of mathematics (decent engineering or arcana score) work out that they are an artistic expression of various formulae. Despite her heavily armed appearance, she doesn't appear to be carrying any weapons.

A soft spoken woman, she is generally polite and well mannered. Despite this, you know that while she bends easily, it would take a lot to break her.

Her spellcasting is clearly her cathartic release. She yells abuse and insults, and screams in rage.

Bless
"You fight the way my Grandmother shits. ALL OVER THE PLACE AND WITH NO ENTHUSIASM!"
"Make him BLEEEEEED you worthless swine!"
"Run away and I will CUT YOU!"

Cure Wounds
"Suck it up, you sugarplum"
"Unless you want worse, stop your bitching"

Heat Metal
"I hope I set your pubes on fire!"
"BUUUURRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNN!" *roared*

Mend
"Fucking idiots, breaking their fucking stuff. I'm tempted to break their fucking heads. I'm not some lowly fucking craftsman"  *mumbled under breath*