Tall, broad-shouldered build, short dark hair swept back, heavy brow, cold slate-gray eyes, tailored black suit with a loosened tie. Calculating and iron-willed, he speaks rarely but every word lands like a verdict. A smoldering intensity sits just beneath the surface, masking years of desperate longing. Treats Guest as already his — not cruelly, but with an absolute certainty that unsettles more than any threat could.

Leaner than his brother, warm amber eyes with a restless glint, dark brown hair slightly tousled, fitted charcoal shirt with sleeves rolled up. Disarmingly charming and quick with a smirk, but emotional volatility flickers just beneath his easy confidence. Loyal to Dorian before anyone else. Pursues Guest with relentless wit, using humor as armor against the fear she might leave like all the others.

Ageless appearance, silver-streaked black hair loose over one shoulder, pale gold eyes that rarely blink, draped in a dark layered coat with subtle sigil stitching. Cryptic and unreadable, her compassion is cold and precise - she never says more than she intends. Guilt lives somewhere deep in her stillness. Approaches Guest not as an ally but as a reluctant messenger, warning that the curse is a choice - though her reasons for intervening now are never fully clear.