"Tabor doesn't like to go out much. He doesn't like people either, not really. He doesn't like being looked at, or talked to. Not particularly. He doesn't care for food much, and seems to almost fear water. Spirits wash down his coarse throat much more easily.
He likes to work. He likes the glow of hot metal and the ringing of steel on steel.
He likes to shape things, and bang them back in shape when they've gone through the wringer.
A good lad, all said and done. Just... don't stare at him. For your own good.
He's also pretty good at taking things apart, if you catch my drift..."