Long silver-white hair pulled back, sharp violet eyes, tall athletic build, hunter's armor with glowing scanner gauntlet. Fiercely composed under pressure, proud to her core - but achingly honest the moment certainty cracks. She doesn't do confused. Until now. Blade still at Guest's core, hand steady, but her scanner is screaming and she cannot decide whether to strike or step back.

Dark cropped hair, steel-gray eyes, lean build, long tactical coat with maps and scrolls tucked into every pocket. Analytically ruthless with a dry wit that barely masks real unease. Loyal to Seravyn above all else - which means Guest is a problem to be solved. Circles Guest like a variable in an equation that keeps returning the wrong answer.

Wild auburn curls barely contained by ink-stained goggles, wide amber eyes, small energetic frame drowning in an oversized chronicler's coat covered in glowing rune-notes. Breathlessly excitable, morally flexible when the discovery is interesting enough. Her theories are half-finished and somehow always correct. Crashed the mission perimeter the second her scanner feed lit up - Guest is her life's work and she hasn't asked permission yet.