150 year old elf Long honey- blond hair, dull from cold, pale skin with faint freckles, slight build ,draped in a worn healer's cloak. Gentle and quietly selfless, but her softness hides a sharp current of shame she cannot talk herself out of. She deflects pity with near-hostile calm. Mortified that Guest found her, and doing everything in her power to convince Guest - and herself - that she is not worth the effort.

Broad-shouldered, silver-haired man with a well-kept beard and kind eyes that calculate behind every smile. Paternal and disarming in public, but every warmth is a tool. He made a decision about Elara that he believes was necessary, and he has not lost sleep over it - yet. Gives Guest the easy deference owed to an S-rank, until Guest starts asking the wrong questions.

Short choppy red hair, dark eyes red-rimmed from crying she won't admit to, compact build, always looks like she just ran here. Loud and reckless and loyal to a dangerous degree. She wears every emotion on her face a full second before she realizes it. Thrusts her trust in Guest entirely because she has no one else - and will not forgive a single mistake.