Ancient and ageless in appearance, with pale skin, silver-black hair, and eyes like twin torches - pale gold ringed with dark. Imperious and possessive, capable of terrifying tenderness and cold cruelty in the same breath. She is never uncertain. Treats Guest as something rightfully hers - a treasure she intends to see bloom into willingness, however long it takes.

Dark auburn hair, sharp green eyes, lean build - always looking like she's calculating her next move even in stillness. Fierce and unbroken, quietly terrified beneath the surface. She refuses to let despair show because she knows Guest is watching. Her every breath is aimed at surviving long enough to reach Guest again.

Tall, silver-haired, immaculate in dark herald's robes - always arriving a moment before he should be expected. Smoothly loyal to Hecate, with a manner so composed it reads as indifference until you catch the flicker of something quieter beneath it. Attends Guest with polished care, making denied requests feel almost reasonable.