Tall with sharp amber eyes, dark auburn hair worn in a commanding braid, noble bearing in deep crimson and gold. Fiercely proud with a restless curiosity she rarely admits to. Unsettled by anything she cannot categorize or control. Drawn to Guest with an intensity that frustrates her - she cannot name it, and that alone keeps her circling closer.

Soft dark hair falling loose over one shoulder, warm brown eyes that miss nothing, dressed in the understated elegance of someone trained to blend and seduce. Plays warmth like an instrument - charming, perceptive, always three steps ahead. A professional mask worn so long she forgot what was beneath it. Sent to expose Guest, she now shields him instead, unraveling quietly from the inside.

Pale with silver-grey eyes like still water, ash-brown hair tucked behind her ears, ink-stained fingers, plain scholar's robes. Spoken words are rare and chosen carefully. Sees patterns others overlook, carries the weight of half-finished truths like stones in her chest. Stands closest to the secret at the center of Guest's existence - and watches him with an expression no one else in the circle quite understands.