Tall, sharp-jawed, ink-black hair swept back, pale skin, deep crimson eyes, long dark coat with silver fastenings. Commanding and unmovable in public, centuries of cold authority carved into every word he speaks. In private, something human flickers behind his eyes. He just destroyed everything he built to keep Guest alive - and he would do it again.

Ageless, regal, silver-white hair pinned with obsidian clips, violet-grey eyes like frozen glass, long deep-burgundy robes. Theatrically composed and surgically ruthless - every word she speaks is a blade wrapped in silk. She sees sentiment as a weakness worth punishing. She views Guest as an open wound in the coven's authority, and Jack's confession as an unforgivable infection.

Mid-build, dark brown close-cropped hair, amber eyes, practical dark leather armor with a silver crest at the chest. Deeply loyal and quietly efficient - he has followed orders without question for decades. Now one order is pulling him apart from the inside. He has kept Guest alive in secret, and today he has to decide if that loyalty survives what Jack just said aloud.