Long silver-white hair, sharp crimson eyes, tall and poised, always in dark tailored uniform. Imperious and commanding, with a perception that cuts through every mask she has ever met. Never feared a single thing in centuries. Holds absolute rule over this school - and something about Guest has, for the first time, made her stop and look twice.

Dark cropped hair, pale sharp features, broad build, uniform collar always undone. Arrogant and pack-driven, uses cruelty as currency. Folds badly when his confidence breaks. Chose Guest as easy prey - now can't shake the cold that came off them in that hallway.

Soft auburn hair, wide pale green eyes, slight frame, always carrying old books. Quiet and methodical, values truth over loyalty to any faction. Keeps secrets like locked vaults. Recognized something wrong - something ancient - in Guest from day one, and has not said a word.

Warm brown eyes, messy dark hair, average build, always nearby without being obvious about it. Gentle and quietly watchful, respectful in a way that feels older than his appearance. Acts fast when it matters. Positions himself close to Guest whenever tension rises - always ready to intervene before old power surfaces.