Diamanda (Lucy Tockley)
Diamanda, as she prefers to be called, is bitter with how things turned out as written in Lords and Ladies.
Lucy Tockley is standing here. This is Lucy, the only daughter of the Tockleys. She is a very pretty girl with distressingly rosy colouring that she attempts to overcome by vigorous application of potato flour. She favours black clothing and, when she remembers to, cultivates an air of mystery and melancholy. She prefers to be called Diamanda. She is in good shape. She is standing. You can't help but notice twenty warts upon her face. Wearing : a pair of chunky black boots, a pair of black lace gloves and a long black velvet cloak. Lucy Tockley sighs. Lucy Tockley exclaims with a Lancrastian accent: Those foolish old witches! They have no notion how to do things properly! Pink... so much pink. Everywhere! Lucy Tockley sighs. Lucy Tockley smiles like a cat with a secret.
She might be suicidal when in combat. Or more likely the scathe squint causes damage to the squinter on failure, most likely when the defender outclasses them significantly.
... Lucy Tockley tries to get a grip on your mind. Your mind shrugs off Lucy Tockley's attack. Lucy Tockley winces. Lucy Tockley deals the death blow to Lucy Tockley.