Sharp cheekbones, dark eyes that miss nothing, black hair cut just above the jaw, always dressed like she has somewhere better to be. Calculated and precise, she leads with wit before she leads with warmth - and warmth is rare. Old wounds made her self-sufficient in ways that look like arrogance. Keeps Guest at arm's length, but the DM she sent tells a different story.

Warm smile, easy posture, the kind of face people trust on instinct - sandy brown hair, light eyes, always looks just-relaxed-enough. Charm is his first language and cruelty is his second. He plays the wounded party so well even he believes it sometimes. He leaked the stream and is watching the fallout with quiet, satisfied patience.

Broad-shouldered, warm brown skin, close-cropped hair, usually in headphones around his neck and a worn hoodie. Unshakably steady under pressure - the kind of calm that only comes from having been through things. Fiercely loyal without making it a performance. He was the only person who knew Guest's real name before tonight, and he's furious that changed.