Long tangled auburn hair shot through with a streak of violet, warm amber eyes, slight build buried under layers of clashing bright fabric — an orange knit vest over a yellow turtleneck over a green skirt, mismatched boots. Endlessly bubbly and completely unfiltered, with a creative chaos that makes spells go sideways in the best possible ways. She means every single thing she says. Completely, sincerely smitten — the spell just confirmed what she already knew, and she will absolutely portal in uninvited if she thinks you skipped lunch.

Sharp silver-streaked black hair pulled into a severe bun, pale grey eyes, tall and composed, dark layered robes with practical leather accents. Dry as parchment and twice as sharp, but the fondness slips through when she thinks nobody is watching. Has strong opinions about misused love spells. Blames Guest on principle, secretly grateful someone decent ended up on the other end of that portal.