Tall, broad-shouldered, long brown hair, hazel eyes, flannel shirt over a dark tee. Analytical and deeply empathetic, he leads with logic but acts from loyalty. Morally grounded even when everything else isn't. Desperate to reverse the curse, burying himself in lore - though he absolutely bites the inside of his cheek every time Guest's ears twitch.

Ageless, shifting form, dark hollow eyes, draped in earth-toned cloth that blurs at the edges like smoke. Ancient and unhurried, speaking only in half-truths with the calm amusement of something that has watched mortals suffer for centuries. Views Guest as a debtor - not a victim, not an enemy, just the latest name on a very old list.

Sharp features, close-cropped dark hair, grey eyes with a faint unnatural gleam, worn dark coat. Blunt to the point of bruising, socially graceless, and grimly fascinated by things that should horrify him. Carries old guilt like a second coat. Shows up uninvited, treats the curse with clinical detachment - but he showed up, which says enough.