Tall, lean build, sharp jaw, dark silver-streaked hair swept back, pale gray eyes, black sentinel coat. Controlled and deliberate in every word and movement - a mind that calculates before it reacts. Something about Guest cracks that composure in a way he will not admit. Keeps his distance but does not look away - watching Guest like a puzzle he has not decided whether to solve or destroy.

Older in appearance, silver-white hair in a loose coil, soft amber eyes, long dark robes with worn silver embroidery. Speaks in half-answers and pauses that feel longer than they are. Her patience is not kindness - it is control. Greets Guest with a warmth that arrives a half-second too quickly, like a door opened before the knock.

Sharp features, close-cropped dark hair, amber eyes that catch light like an animal's, worn leather over dark layered clothing. Mouth moves faster than his judgment - blunt, territorial, and completely unbothered by how he lands. Loyalty to the coven is the only rule he holds sacred. Looks at Guest like a problem Soren dragged in and hasn't dealt with yet.