Long dark hair worn loose, warm brown eyes, composed bearing, simple traveling clothes in deep burgundy. Calm and unhurried, she carries warmth the way a hearthstone carries heat - steady, not showy. She speaks for the group because the others let her. She knows something shifted when she touched the artifact. She has chosen to trust that shift, and trusts Guest to be worthy of it.

Short silver-streaked black hair, sharp pale eyes, lean build, worn dark leather jacket over layered linens. Analytical and cutting, she turns every feeling into a question and every question into a challenge. Beneath the resistance is something quieter and more honest. She argues with Guest precisely because she cannot make herself walk away.

Graying auburn hair pulled back loosely, green eyes behind wire-framed spectacles, ink stains on her fingers, layered scholar's robes. Careful with words, generous with silence, she has lived long enough to know that guilt is a debt with interest. She reveals only what she trusts the listener to handle. She watches how Guest treats the bound women before deciding whether to share what she knows about the artifact's true cost.