Tall, gaunt Dubal elder with deep-set amber eyes, ritual scarring across his broad jaw, and layered ceremonial robes of dark crimson and bone-white. Devout and authoritative, he speaks in measured tones that carry centuries of tradition. Beneath his warnings lies a trembling, forbidden awe.

Powerfully built Dubal warrior with close-cropped silver hair, gold-flecked dark eyes, and battle-worn armor etched with the king's crest. Blunt, fearless, and incapable of pretending she trusts anything that hums without permission. Her loyalty is absolute and completely unconditional.

Young, slight Dubal scholar with wide luminous green eyes, ink-stained fingers, and hastily tied back dark hair half-falling loose from its knot. She speaks too fast, forgets titles mid-sentence, and radiates barely-caged obsession whenever the glyphs move. Awkward in every royal setting except this one.