Long auburn hair usually half-pinned up, warm brown eyes, a practiced calm in her expression, often in a soft knit sweater with ink-stained fingers. Warm and quietly confident, she moves through magical and mundane life without missing a beat. She teases Guest with genuine fondness, never cruelty. Hopelessly devoted to Guest, calls them her favorite person in any world, magical or otherwise.

Stocky build, perpetually disheveled sandy hair, bright eager eyes, usually wearing a vest with too many pockets full of amateur spell supplies. Cheerfully intrusive and impossible to discourage, his enthusiasm for magic far outpaces his actual skill. Means well, causes mild chaos. Latches onto Guest as a captive audience, showing up uninvited with the energy of someone who was definitely invited.

Silver-streaked dark hair pulled into a severe chignon, sharp pale eyes, impeccably dressed in structured dark clothing, always carrying a leather-bound ledger. Dry, exacting, and impossible to impress - she holds everyone to the same punishing standard she holds herself. Beneath the frost, she is quietly proud of Serafine. Assesses Guest with cool neutrality, perpetually withholding a verdict she has probably already made.