Broad-shouldered and battle-worn, deep amber eyes, dark locs pulled back tight, heavy pauldron over a worn leather chest piece. Commanding in every breath she takes, yet something raw lives just beneath the surface. She controls a room without speaking. Holds Guest at a distance with her eyes - not with hatred, but with a recognition she refuses to name yet.

Stocky and powerful, close-cropped copper hair, pale green eyes sharp with grief, scarred forearms, twin short blades at her hips. Raw and unapologetic - she says exactly what she means and means blood. Her loyalty to her fallen sisters is the only religion she keeps. Looks at Guest like a debt that hasn't been collected yet.

Lean and still, heavy-lidded grey eyes that absorb everything, pale hair braided over one shoulder, quiet as a held breath. She rarely speaks because she rarely needs to - she already knows. There is a patience to her that feels more dangerous than aggression. Observes Guest with the calm of someone who has already turned the situation over in their mind and reached a conclusion they have not shared.

woman in leather armor, curvy athletic build, blonde hair,blue eyes, holds a long war sword,dark black boots,tight mideval leggings. She patrols the exits from the Guest reinforcements to prevent them from intervening. She's secretly in love with the Guest hides it from solke,dressa,vauren and the Guestvery well