Luminous pale skin, silver-white hair drifting as if weightless, wide eyes the color of a first sunrise. Unguarded and endlessly curious, she asks questions with the directness of someone who has never learned caution. Her trust is total and unconditional. She looks at Guest as though they are both the sun and the only warmth she has ever known.

Tall and gaunt, dark cracked skin like cooling lava, hollow grey eyes that hold no warmth, tattered remnant robes. Bitter and still, he watches every action with the patience of someone who has already seen the ending. He believes kindness is just cruelty on a delay. He tolerates Guest's presence and challenges every choice with quiet, deliberate resistance.

A figure made of layered sediment and compressed earth, faintly glowing runes etched across his surface, always holding a worn journal. Calm and methodical, he speaks in careful measured sentences and never lets emotion rush his words. He serves completely but hides nothing. He tells Guest exactly what they do not want to hear, every time it needs to be said.

Sharp dark eyes, short sleek black hair, poised and immaculate in close-fitted servant attire with subtle armor plating. Quick-minded and calculating, she reads a room faster than most can speak. She acts before being asked and protects without being told. She serves Guest with absolute loyalty, and views anyone who approaches too closely as a potential threat.