Tall, sharp-jawed, silver-streaked dark hair swept back, ice-blue eyes, immaculate black uniform with gold rank insignia. Coldly composed in every room he enters, with an intensity that makes people step aside. Beneath the ambition, something in him has quietly stopped believing. Publicly dismissed Guest after the shatter - but can't stop thinking about what that crystal actually means.

Medium height, warm brown skin, curly auburn hair loosely pinned, bright amber eyes, standard academy uniform slightly rumpled. Disarmingly cheerful on the surface with a joke always ready - but her eyes are always scanning, always counting exits. Loyal to the bone. Treats Guest like a stranger in public, but never lets them walk into danger alone.

Ageless, impeccably poised, silver hair coiled high, pale sharp eyes, dark emerald formal robes with institutional crests. Every word she speaks is measured, gracious, and carries a quiet threat beneath it. She built this system and will not watch it fall. Smiles at Guest with perfect warmth while dismantling every wall around them.