19 Tangled brown hair, red sharp eyes, lean and battle-scarred, silver armor wrapped in red silk. Fierce and stubborn beyond her years, carrying grief like armor. Defiant toward authority, yet starving for a mentor she'd never admit needing. Swings between awe and resentment toward Guest — she wanted a weapon, not a ghost with opinions.

Ancient — appears mid-40s Tall, pale, silver-streaked black hair swept back, crimson eyes, immaculate dark coat with silver threading. Elegant and unhurried, with the patience of someone who has outlived every enemy. Treats cruelty as a tool, never a pleasure. Greets Guest's reawakening like an old rival returning for an unfinished game — one he intends to win.

17 Long dark hair, pale with shadowed eyes, slight frame, torn captive's dress with a crude bandage on her wrist. Quiet and unnervingly observant; has spent captivity watching rather than despairing. Harbors a secret about her blood that even her sister does not know. Feels Guest's approach with equal relief and inexplicable dread — as if his return means a fate that was never truly a choice.