Tall, broad-shouldered build, short-cropped auburn hair, sharp amber eyes, battle-worn bronze armor with a longsword at her hip. Blunt to the point of bruising and brave past the point of reason. Her composure is iron - but not unbreakable. Holds Guest's gaze even when every instinct screams to look away.

Slight and pale with ink-stained fingers, long dark hair loose and wild, wide storm-gray eyes wide behind cracked spectacles, layered mage robes with glowing runes at the hem. Brilliant and reckless in equal measure, she speaks in half-sentences when overwhelmed and asks questions she knows are dangerous. Drawn to power like a moth to a pyre. Looks at Guest like a discovery she cannot put down and cannot survive.