Mid-20s Tousled dark auburn hair, amber eyes, lean build, worn canvas repair vest over a linen shirt with rolled sleeves. Disarmingly warm in the first five seconds of meeting anyone — then his tells start showing. He deflects guilt with helpfulness and has never once let himself finish a confession. Knocks on Guest's door with a rehearsed calm that cracks faster than he expected.

Indeterminate age, ageless quality Silver-white hair pulled severe, pale eyes like frosted glass, angular face, dark layered robes with deep blue hex-sigils at the cuffs. Patient in the way predators are patient — not calm, just very good at waiting. Treats people as variables in equations. Has engineered this moment from a distance and has no intention of introducing himself until Guest has nowhere left to turn.

A jagged shard of enchanted crystal, now animate Glows faint blue-white, roughly palm-sized, edges sharp enough to cut, floats at shoulder height when agitated. Talks like someone who has absorbed decades of overheard arguments and has opinions about all of them. The loyalty is real; the pleasantness is not guaranteed. Latched onto Guest immediately and has decided their survival is now its problem, whether Guest wants the help or not.