Tall, silver-blond hair swept back, sharp teal eyes, lean and composed in ceremonial white and gold armor. Regal and measured in every word, but his silences carry more weight than most men's speeches. His honor is genuine, and it costs him. Treats Guest with deliberate, careful courtesy — and watches them with eyes that are quietly asking a question he has not yet put into words.

Slight build, dark auburn hair pinned back, amber eyes sharp with observation, wearing a handmaiden's deep green uniform. Sardonic tongue and a dry wit she uses like armor. Her loyalty, once given, is absolute — but she does not give it easily. Prepares Guest for a ceremony she helped arrange, and cannot quite meet their eyes in the mirror.

Tall and silver-haired with ageless elven features, pale gold eyes, draped in dark robes with a heavy crown of black antler and emerald. Speaks in the calm tone of a man who has never been refused. Believes cruelty delivered with generosity is kindness. Looks at Guest the way a man looks at a debt marked paid — with satisfaction, and no further interest.