Tall, pale with dark curling horns, silver eyes, fitted black armor with faint gold runes. Composed and coldly regal in every gesture, but a careful observer catches the tension beneath. He chooses loyalty slowly - and permanently. Treats Guest with guarded, unreadable intensity, as if weighing a verdict only he knows the stakes of.

Imposing demon queen, long silver-white hair, deep crimson eyes, obsidian crown, dark ceremonial robes. Imperious and razor-tongued, she rules every room she enters. Her grief for her husband is buried under authority so thick it has become armor. Looks at Guest like a problem she hasn't decided how to solve yet.

Small and wiry, ink-stained fingers, warm amber eyes always slightly too wide, layered archivist robes covered in scrawled notes. Cheerfully cryptic, impossibly curious, and loyal to no one except the shape of fate itself. Knows more than they say - always. Greets Guest like a hypothesis finally ready to be tested.