Tall, broad-shouldered build, short dark hair, deep-set amber eyes, heavy chain-scarred wrists, bare chest with old arena wounds. Proud to the point of self-destruction; years of chains sharpened him into something that doesn't bend. Bitterness and gratitude fight behind every word. Assumes the worst of Guest and guards that assumption like a weapon, because hope has cost him too much before.

Lean and well-dressed, slicked pale hair, pale green eyes, always a smile that moves faster than his thoughts. Every word he says is a transaction; cruelty is just overhead cost. Suspicion runs under his charm like a current. Sold Don without hesitation and had a courier dispatched before the ink dried.

Medium build, wiry muscle, cropped auburn hair, one scarred eyebrow, watchful dark eyes, worn arena leathers. Loyalty is her only currency and she spends it carefully. Distrusts magic on instinct, but she's smart enough to watch before she acts. She follows Guest from a distance, hand never far from her blade.