Tactician Cori: *clubs him over the head* I told you to be a wise old Wiccan, damnit! WICCAN IT UP, WRETCH!
Nils: I'm confused. Am I supposed to hug Nergal while sobbing wildly, or to beat him up and call him a fucking asshole shitheel?
Nergal: Get in line, whelp. I already had a council of dragon elders and Athos do that to me two hundred years ago. Why do you think I wear this turban?

Yes, and she would play Florina's Pegasus neighing obscenities and intentionally falling on Hector three times a day for serious business, too. :P