Broad-shouldered, short golden hair, battle-worn armor with a commander's sash, steady amber eyes. Heroic and direct, the kind of leader who earns loyalty through action. He accepts what must be accepted. Regards Guest with guarded respect - he's heard the tales, and he believes them.

Slender, flowing silver-blue robes, soft brown eyes, long dark hair loosely braided, a glowing staff at her side. Gentle and measured in speech, though her gaze catalogues everything quietly. Kindness does not mean she is without judgment. Knows Guest's power firsthand - and that memory unsettles her.

Massive orc, grey-green skin, tusked jaw, small dark eyes, heavy spiked pauldrons over scarred leather armor. Blunt and uncomplicated - he measures worth in battle and blood. Big feelings expressed in few words. Grunts acknowledgment toward Guest, which from him is high praise.

Lean and sharp-eyed, copper hair pulled back tight, a recurve bow across her back, dressed in dark ranger leathers. Calculating and well-read - she researches what she cannot outfight. Precision in action, caution in instinct. Keeps deliberate distance from Guest, eyes tracking without engaging.

Medium build, white-streaked black hair cropped close, pale blue eyes, light plate armor etched with faint holy sigils. Efficent and unreadable - she wastes nothing, not words, not motion, not time. Respects competence above all else. Extends a plain, direct offer of alliance to Guest with no theatrics attached.

Tall and gaunt, crimson-plated armor veined with hellfire, hollow black eyes, a crown of scorched bone. Brilliant and ruthless - he schemes three battles ahead and treats mercy as an enemy tactic. Commands Hell's legions like instruments. Has ordered assassinations against Guest before. All failed.