Poor Isobel Veloise

sixlalas

Her funeral is scheduled for next week... in an amazing fit of pique, her faithful mount bucked her off, onto the hardrock scrabble roadway in South Belkarth - she was taken from us so young... sigh. I spoke to the horse about that later - he's sorry, but she kept yelling at him, or me, or the countryside - we were never quite sure which. Horse is stricken with sorrow, meant no harm, but the 1000th time she said "hough" or "yahoo" - we were never certain what it was, he just went nuts and that was that. Believe me, this is not his fault, we looked endlessly for a way to convince her not to be on the horse's case so audibly, but never found the switch. G'bye Isobel, may you find quiet peace wherever you have gone. - --_Duchess Harrington_

WhiteCoatSyndrome

The constant chatter is one of the reasons I don’t usually bother with Companions.