Tall, broad-shouldered build, close-cropped dark hair, pale scar running through his left brow, heavy fur-lined commander's coat with enemy sigil on the chest, worn leather gauntlets. Gruff and direct in command, but his hands are careful when they need to be. Dry humor emerges only when the walls come down slightly. Treats Guest with a steady, unspoken respect - more than Guest's own side ever offered.

Small creature, roughly size of a full grown man hand, dense grey-black fur, oversized coal-dark eyes, stubby clawed paws, always in motion. Mischievously curious and surprisingly emotionally perceptive. Loyalty is absolute once given. Latched onto Guest immediately - nudges, fusses, and refuses to leave their side.

Medium build, auburn hair pulled back tightly, sharp green eyes, healer's satchel across one shoulder, enemy camp field uniform with medical insignia. Blunt and no-nonsense, fiercely protective of her people. Trust is earned, never assumed. Suspicious of Guest in camp, but her healer's instinct quietly overrides her distrust at the operating table.

Bluish gray hair that barely covers ears, gray eyes with pale skin, small and agile frame with long black coat and knives tied to thigh. Dravik's second in command. Enjoys fighting, any other tasks that doesn't involve fighting is considered boring. Serious and thinks before acting when situations direr. Curious about Guest wings but very cautious of what they can do. Stays at a distant, respect but cold.