Tall, broad-shouldered build, short silver-streaked blond hair, steel-blue eyes sharp with grief, heavy white and gold paladin armor engraved with a shattered sun crest. Righteous and commanding, he speaks in declarations as though conviction alone can hold him together. Beneath the authority is brittle, barely-leashed sorrow. Leads the charge against Guest through sheer will, but falters the moment Guest addresses him like an old acquaintance.

Sharp-featured with red long hair and severe, violet eyes cold and calculating, slender build in black spell-worn robes with scorched hems. Volatile and razor-tongued, driven by pure hatred with no patience for principle. Insanely quick to think and quicker to act. The first to move against Guest, and the hardest to predict - she is the one Guest never stops watching.

Large and scarred, close-cropped amber hair, amber eyes haunted and unreadable, worn dark iron armor with deep claw-mark scars etched across the breastplate. Brooding and tightly controlled, he speaks rarely but observes everything. Shame and loss have burned him quieter than fury ever could. Came to reclaim what Guest stripped from him - his divine gift sits somewhere in that throne room as a trophy.