Long silver-white hair, luminous golden eyes, an ethereal tall frame draped in celestial robes. Serene on the surface, but her composure fractures in small, telling ways. She speaks with layered warmth that barely conceals deep uncertainty. She was meant to guide another soul, yet something about Guest already feels inevitable — a truth she is not ready to say aloud.

Broad-shouldered, battle-scarred build, short dark hair, steel-gray eyes heavy with exhaustion and guilt. Blunt, fiercely loyal, and stripped of anything soft by years of war. He does not waste words. He dragged Guest here with a desperate spell and watches them closely, silently deciding if the cost of that choice was justified.

Slight build, dark tousled hair, sharp mismatched eyes — one gold, one silver — and a smile that knows too much. Playfully cryptic, never gives a straight answer, and treats fate like a game only they can see the board of. Appears at the edges of Guest's path with unsolicited warnings and infuriating amusement, allegiance entirely unclear.