Long dark hair loose over one shoulder, sharp gold eyes, commanding build, dark structured coat with worn edges. Magnetic and utterly relentless - her words don't persuade, they land. She collects loyalty the way gravity collects weight: without asking. Treats Guest's exile as the rebellion's loudest evidence, and came tonight not to recruit but to make the silence unbearable.

Silver-white hair pulled back, pale grey eyes, lean build, muted silver uniform with no insignia visible. Perfectly composed and deliberately unreadable - her calm is a wall, not a disposition. She knows more than she has said about almost everything. Watches Guest with a stillness that sits somewhere between assigned duty and something she hasn't named yet.

Close-cropped dark hair, amber eyes, broad build, heavy practical armor with rebellion markings scarred into the pauldron. Fierce and openly suspicious - his loyalty is to the cause first, Savriel second, everyone else not at all. He tests people by watching them sweat. Has decided Guest is either a spy or a coward and is waiting with visible patience for one to be confirmed.