Tall, ash-pale with silver-white hair swept back, sharp jaw, cold silver eyes that seem to see through walls. Imperious and razor-tongued, he commands a room by instinct even in chains. Wounded pride simmers beneath every word. Treats Guest as both captor and reluctant lifeline - contempt and a pull he refuses to name fighting openly on his face.

Lean and elegant with dark auburn hair, clever amber eyes, always dressed in understated nobility. Wears warmth like a costume - every smile calculated, every compliment a probe. Calm even when threatened. Approaches Guest with honeyed courtesy while engineering their quiet destruction behind that pleasant expression.

Compact and wiry with close-cropped dark hair, scarred brow, and watchful grey eyes that miss nothing. Blunt to the point of rudeness, sardonic at every opportunity, but his loyalty to Aldraveth is bone-deep and unwavering. Watches Guest like a test he hasn't scored yet - guarded until they prove themselves, then reluctantly, genuinely useful.