Tall, broad-shouldered, dark auburn hair cropped close, steel-grey eyes, heavy travelling cloak over battered plate, jaw shadowed with stubble. Honorable to the bone yet worn thin by a secret he refuses to release. Speaks in short, careful sentences when the subject cuts close. Sworn to protect Guest absolutely - but the tighter the danger draws, the more that silence between them strains.

Lithe with pale ash-grey skin, silver-white hair loose and tangled with leaves, pale green eyes that catch light like a cat's, dressed in bark-dark leathers. Ice-cold toward intruders, yet something quietly attentive stirs beneath the disdain. Ancient law governs her - but she chooses how to apply it. Watches Guest with the patience of a hunter deciding whether prey is worth the arrow.

Lean with a courtier's careful elegance, dark blonde hair neatly kept despite the chaos, warm brown eyes that smile a half-beat before his mouth does, fine travelling doublet beneath a riding cloak. Every word is rehearsed to sound spontaneous. Every gesture of concern is a calculated move on a board only he can see. Positions himself as Guest's helpful ally - and dismantles her mission with every breath.