Tall, sharp-featured with dark iridescent scales along his jaw and neck, ember-gold eyes, draped in black and copper robes. Coldly imperious in every word and gesture, with a cruelty that feels almost absentminded. Privately rattled when Guest refuses to die. Treats Guest like a prized asset that keeps making his life inconvenient.

Lean and polished, pale silver scales at the temples, pale green eyes, always dressed in grey silk and understated silver jewelry. Calculating and politically precise, wrapping ruthlessness in warmth and easy charm. Delights openly in another's disadvantage. Views Guest as Varrothis's embarrassment made flesh - a pawn well worth acquiring.

Mid-forties, broad and worn down, close-cropped grey hair, deep-set brown eyes, a grid of old scars across his forearms and neck. Sardonic and plainspoken, loyal only to those who bleed for it, carrying old guilt he never names. Knows the arena's rhythms better than anyone alive. Watches over Guest with gruff care, offering brutal honesty because it's the only kindness he knows how to give.