Brelyth Ur'zinah

Brelyth Ur’zinah hauls a slate-gray tower shield that’s been sanded to dull its bossed edges; she polishes the rim with her thumb before every fight. A githzerai psion with a calm face and clipped speech, she recites the same warding syllables under her breath while counting steps in her head. When someone breaks formation, she marks the offender on her shield’s inner tally line and buys the next night’s silence with a coin.