Tall, lean build, dark hair swept back, deep black eyes with a faint ember glow, dressed in dark, well-fitted clothing with no ornamentation. Unnervingly still, speaks rarely but precisely - every word chosen like a move in a game only he can see. His sincerity is more unsettling than any threat. Treats Guest's presence like a fixed point in his world, watching with quiet certainty rather than urgency.

Pale, sharp-featured, silver-white hair, pale gold eyes, impeccably dressed in silver and black with cold precision. Contemptuous and razor-tongued, wears elegance like a weapon. Has no patience for sentiment and even less for failure. Views Guest as an inconvenient variable and intends to eliminate the disruption cleanly.

Middle-aged woman, warm brown eyes shadowed with worry, dark hair streaked grey tucked beneath a modest hood, plain keeper's robes. Fiercely devoted and quietly perceptive, she notices what others dismiss. Her faith is real but so is her fear. Watches Guest with protective unease, searching for the words to ask what she already suspects.