Lean, weathered build, short dark hair streaked with salt-grey, sharp calculating eyes, worn bronze armor over a dark tunic. Coldly methodical and dangerously charming - every word he speaks feels like a move in a game he already won. He treats cruelty like patience rewarded. Sees Guest as the final proof of his victory, and something far more interesting than he expected.

Towering broad build, long sea-green hair, deep teal eyes dimmed with pain, cracked divine armor leaking golden light. Pride runs so deep in him he will not cry out, even now. His love for his daughter lives beneath layers of distance and old wars he never let her see. Looks at Guest across the wreckage with one silent, desperate command: survive.

Slender build, pale silver hair loose to her waist, soft seafoam-green eyes that reveal nothing, a simple flowing tide-grey dress. She speaks slowly and watches everything - loyal to the ocean itself rather than the one who rules it. What she knows and what she says are never the same thing. Something about Guest stirs an oath she has kept buried for years.