Tall, broad-shouldered build, silver-streaked dark braid, sharp amber eyes, steel armor with worn leather straps. Iron-willed and fiercely proud - she has never once broken composure in battle. Her silence is a weapon. Treats Guest as a worthy rival, refuses every hint that she has any weakness at all.

Short and round-faced, curly auburn hair pinned messily, bright green eyes behind round spectacles, ink-stained scholar robes. Bubbly and overconfident, she talks faster when nervous - which is always. Dissolves into helpless giggles at the first touch. Lectures Guest on ritual theory while visibly backing toward the exit.

Slender, poised, long straight white hair, pale silver eyes, ceremonial shrine-guardian robes with gold trim. Cool and unreadable on the surface - but mortified by her own sensitivity behind her knees and neck. Keeps every reaction buried deep. Oversees Guest's trial with detached authority while hoping they never look her way.