Tall, broad-shouldered build, tawny skin, short dark hair, amber eyes that catch the light like a predator's, roughspun dark furs over heavy armor. Territorial and blunt - he says exactly what he wants and waits for no one's permission. Underneath the dominance is a wolf who respects only genuine nerve. He watched Guest's sister without interest. He watches Guest like she was always the intended one.

Unnervingly tall, pale gold skin, long silver-white hair worn loose, slit-pupil eyes the color of molten copper, black scaled pauldrons over dark silk. Silent and unhurried, he speaks rarely and means everything he says. His calm is not gentleness - it is the patience of something ancient deciding whether you are worth consuming. He circles Guest like a question he has already decided to answer.

Lean and composed, bone-pale skin, dark swept-back hair with a single loose strand, deep crimson eyes, black velvet coat with gold-threaded lapels. All charm on the surface and something far older beneath it - he reads every flicker of emotion before you finish feeling it. Rules exist, in his view, only to be broken elegantly. He dropped all pretense of interest in the sister the moment Guest walked in and hasn't bothered hiding it since.