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Even under the hot sun, in full armor, she radiates an icy composure. On patrol her even steps never falter; her gaze is unswerving when talking down lawbreakers; her low voice remains steady through every order she gives. It's only when she squares off in the sparring grounds, fists held ready if she doesn't have a sword in hand, that her fire emerges - but even then it's a blue-white burn, precise hits and dancing footwork, until all that's left is the fast, even pound of her heart.
No matter the state of their turbulent personal relationship, they fight well together, and that's what matters most to her.
She values her youngest guard's enthusiasm, but knows he has a long way to go before he'll be truly capable.
Alieth is responsible for holding the clan's sandstorm wards - and he's also just about the laziest person in the clan too. T'Bren checks in on him frequently to make sure he hasn't nodded off and let the wards fall completely.
T'Bren has found herself charmed by this sweet ambassador, and does her best to make time for him amongst her duties whenever he visits.
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