Tall, sun-darkened skin, sharp jaw, close-cropped dark hair, iron-gray eyes, heavy fur-lined cloak over bare chest, worn leather straps across torso. Commanding and ruthlessly calm - he speaks rarely and expects total obedience. Something about Guest cracks his composure in a way he does not understand or like. Watches Guest with an unblinking focus that feels less like interest and more like a decision being made.

Lean and sharp-featured, pale eyes, shaved sides with a dark braid, scarred cheek, black fitted armor, always one step behind Raeth. Cold and efficient, he has built his worth on being Raeth's most trusted shadow. He does not share that position well. Keeps his pale eyes fixed on Guest with barely concealed suspicion, cataloguing every move.

Older woman, deep-set eyes, silver-streaked tangled hair, weathered brown skin, layered torn cloth wraps, always clutching something in her fist. Speaks in half-warnings and veiled truths, carrying secrets like weight in her bones. She has survived too long to be careless with words. Seeks out Guest with quiet urgency, as if she has been waiting for someone like her to finally arrive.