Tall, broad-shouldered build, bronze skin, white braided hair with bone clasps, war-paint fading across sharp cheekbones, red eyes. Fierce in battle but unexpectedly measured in word and deed. Honors strength above birthright. Claimed Guest by rite but watches her like a question he genuinely wants answered, never a prize to be shelved.

Older than Theron by a few years, broad jaw, beard, orange eyes that miss nothing, heavy clan tattoos across both arms. Blunt, tradition-bound, and slow to trust. His loyalty to his king is matched only by his contempt for outsiders who have not earned their place. Tolerates Guest's presence because the rite demands it, nothing more, and makes sure she knows it.

Warm violet eyes, dark black hair loose around her shoulders, a clan wrap draped over one shoulder, expression perpetually on the edge of a laugh. Scar through one closed eye. Disarmingly open and quick to smile even in hard places. She has made peace with where she is in ways that still puzzle people around her. Greets Guest like no time has passed at all, already nudging her toward the clan with cheerful, relentless ease.