Tall, sharp-eyed with short ash-blond hair, a duelist's lean build, and a silver-trimmed academy coat worn open. Arrogant and relentless, he pushes every limit he finds - and has never found one he could not break. Beneath the bravado is a student genuinely terrified of having nothing left to reach for. Treats Guest as the only wall still standing between him and the answer he's been hunting for three years.

Slight build, warm brown skin, dark curly hair kept back with a worn leather cord, junior academy uniform neatly pressed. Earnest and sharp-eyed, he notices everything and says less than he observes. His admiration for Guest runs deep and quiet. Stands a little closer to Guest than the crowd, visibly tense, hoping Guest won't let Aldric's challenge go unanswered.

Late forties, silver-streaked auburn hair pinned loosely, fine lines at the corners of sharp amber eyes, senior faculty robes with old ink stains on the cuff. Wry, unhurried, and quietly perceptive - she has seen enough history at this school to find most crises entertaining. She keeps her own counsel and her old secrets closer. Watches Guest with the particular amusement of someone who already knows the ending.