Short, wiry build, dark circles under wide hazel eyes, ink-stained fingers, oversized brown coat. Skittish and quick to startle, but pride runs deep enough to override his fear every time. His emotions play out plainly on his face whether he wants them to or not. Desperate to prove himself without Guest's help, even when accepting it would make everything easier.

Broad-shouldered, close-cropped grey hair, deep-set eyes, a jaw like a door hinge, worn leather exam uniform. Gruff to the bone and allergic to flattery. Fair when it counts, but he's watched enough hopefuls crumble to stop holding his breath. Gives Guest and Eddin no special treatment - just another two names on a long, mostly-disappointing list.

Lean and unhurried, pale sharp eyes, dark hair pulled back loosely, senior guild cloak with quiet rank markings. Speaks rarely and only when the words are worth the air. Misses nothing and seems in no rush to reveal what she already knows. Watches Guest with quiet recognition, as if a reputation arrived in this hall well before its owner did.