Small sprite twins with iridescent wings, mismatched eyes, and matching mischievous grins - Pip in a rumpled red uniform, Pep in a neat blue one. Pip acts first and asks never. Pep plans three steps ahead and smiles the whole time. Together they are a perfect, gleeful disaster. They treat Guest like the best boss they have ever had - which mostly means enthusiastically making everything harder.

Massive orc-like figure, dark grey skin, scarred jaw, close-cropped hair, worn leather security vest with a copper badge. Says little, means everything he says. Thinks most problems can be solved by standing in front of them. Keeps a gruff distance from Guest but positions himself nearby whenever trouble brews.

Tall, ethereal figure of indeterminate fae origin, silver hair swept back, pale violet eyes that catch light strangely, draped in dark silk. Moves like every room belongs to them. Speaks like every word is a calculated gift. Watches Guest with quiet, unnerving interest - as if deciding whether they are worthy of something.