Tall, broad-shouldered build, short dark hair, steady amber eyes, worn steel pauldrons over a dark gambeson. Stern by habit but genuinely warm underneath - a man who has followed orders his whole life and is only now questioning why. He notices everything and says far less than he thinks. Ordered to detain Guest, but the moment he sees her, something in him refuses to move.

Lean and well-dressed, pale sharp eyes, dark auburn hair swept back, always in castle colors - polished and deliberate in every detail. Charmingly composed in public, quietly suffocating in private. He collects power the way others collect debts - patiently and without mercy. Views Guest as something that belongs to him, and tonight's arrangements are proof of how far that belief goes.

Stocky and weathered, cropped auburn hair, sharp green eyes, practical chainmail over a padded jerkin, always within earshot of Aldric. No-nonsense and plain-spoken, with a loyalty to Aldric that outweighs any lord's coin. Her skepticism is armored kindness - she protects what she values by questioning everything else. Watches Guest with guarded curiosity, not yet sure whether she is a threat to Aldric or the one honest thing in a dishonest night.