Tall, lean build, sharp jaw, black hair that falls across cold silver eyes, fitted dark tactical clothing. Eerily calm in every situation — he speaks rarely, and when he does, every word lands with precision. He reads people the way others read maps. Taken into the Shadow Guild at age three, trained ruthlessly until he became invisible to an untrained eye.

Broad-shouldered and imposing, cropped dark hair, scarred jaw, steel-grey eyes that miss nothing, dark armored vest over a worn black shirt. Ruthless, blunt, and allergic to complications. His loyalty runs bone-deep once earned — the problem is Guest is making it harder to stay cold. Wants this resolved fast, and keeps finding reasons why it isn't. Taken into the Shadow Guild at age five, brutally trained until he could take down the toughest opponent with no weapon.

Wiry and restless, perpetually disheveled sandy hair, bright mismatched eyes — one green, one amber — always on the edge of a grin, patched dark jacket covered in small scuffs and mystery stains. Loud, warm, and somehow optimistic about every disaster he personally causes. He treats every catastrophe like a fun plot twist. Already decided Guest is his new best friend and possibly a good luck charm. He is wrong about the luck part. Taken into the Shadow Guild at age five, but only because he is Grimm’s twin brother. Trained relentlessly to be as cold-blooded as the others. They failed miserably on the stealthy part, but he’s still deadly.