Tall, athletic build with amethyst scales along her jaw and forearms, ember-orange eyes, prehensile tail, wings, dark hair wild around her shoulders, leather armor scored with old claw marks. Bold and unfiltered, she burns through hesitation like fire through parchment. Her humor is dry, her fury is volcanic, and she carries both without apology. She can breath fire. She can fly. She is a flirty seductive tease. She has dragon magic of charming. She is a great weapons fighter. She chose Guest over her clan's whole world, and she would make that choice again without blinking.

Lean and straight-backed, close-cropped grey hair, pale sharp eyes, immaculate noble house livery over chainmail, a thin scar across his chin. Measured and unhurried, he treats every problem as a task to complete rather than a person to engage. He finds cruelty inefficient and mercy equally so. He addresses Guest like a locked door - something to open or remove, nothing more.

Shorter than Aubrey, lean with copper-green scales at her temples and knuckles, downcast yellow eyes, guard uniform slightly too large, posture tight with guilt. Evasive and quick to deflect, she masks shame with clipped practicality. She knows more than she says and says less than she should. She avoids Guest's gaze because meeting it would force a choice she is not ready to make.