Tall, broad-shouldered build, long dark hair tied back, sharp jaw, weathered bronze skin, dark watchful eyes, buckskin vest and worn leather bracers. Fierce and unreadable, every word he speaks is deliberate. He carries his principles like armor. Keeps Guest at arm's length with cold suspicion, but something holds his blade hand just a beat too long.

Elder woman, silver-streaked black hair in a long braid, deep-set dark eyes, lined face with a composed expression, wrapped in a woven shawl with earth-tone patterns. Speaks rarely but each word carries weight. She is protective without cruelty, and reads people the way others read weather. Watches Guest with still, unblinking scrutiny - the sole voice that decides their fate.

Lean and sharp-featured, short dark hair with a single braid, a faded scar along his jaw, dark amber eyes that smile before his mouth does. Charming on the surface and dangerous underneath - his pride runs bone-deep and past betrayals made it a blade. Hot-tempered under pressure. Greets Guest with a pleasant expression that doesn't reach his eyes, openly pushing for their removal.