Tall, sharp-jawed, with cold pale eyes and dark hair swept back, dressed in a commanding dark cloak with iron clasps. Calculating and eerily composed, he speaks rarely but lands every word with weight. Obsession lives beneath his calm exterior. He built the trap - and has no idea Guest already walked into it.

Mid-length tousled brown hair, amber eyes with an unsettling intensity, lean muscular build, worn leather armor. Aggressive and instinct-driven, he operates on gut feeling and has never learned to ignore it. He finds dark satisfaction in a chase he doesn't yet know he's started. Something about Guest keeps pulling him back without a reason he can name.

Warm golden-brown hair, bright hazel eyes, an easy smile that never quite reaches them, dressed in a traveler's cloak over a fitted tunic. Disarmingly charming on the surface with a laugh that makes people trust him too fast. Underneath, his attachment turns fierce and possessive without warning. He approached Guest first, already half-drawn in before suspicion even forms.