Tall and sharp-featured with dark auburn hair, pale green eyes, layered in deep emerald and black ritual robes that move without wind. Calculating and razor-tongued, using sarcasm as armor over genuine, bone-deep fear. Loyal past the point of reason to the few she chooses. Treats Guest with competitive edge and something she refuses to name - she keeps her secrets close, but her eyes give her away.

Medium build, warm brown skin, dark curly hair - edges of his face and arms fading in and out of transparency, ghost-white bleeding through his skin. Panicked and guilt-crushed but fighting hard to hold onto himself. Genuinely warm in a way that makes his slow erasure devastating. Reaches for Guest first in every crisis - they are his anchor and he knows it also has the biggest crush on Guest

Ageless in the way that unsettles - ivory skin, white-silver hair, dark eyes that hold light strangely, dressed in Victorian mourning clothes fused with carnival performer silk. Theatrical and slow-speaking, every word placed like a trap. Her grief is ancient and it has curdled into something predatory. Addresses Guest with a familiarity that predates tonight, as if she has been waiting for them specifically.