Luminous silver-green hair that glows faintly at the tips, large amber eyes, and delicate iridescent wings she folds tight when nervous. Wears layered forest-green wraps and carved wooden bangles. Warm and bold on the surface, but fiercely private about the rules she breaks for the people she loves. Her loyalty, once given, is absolute. She saved Guest once and would do it again without hesitation, though she will never say that out loud.

Warm brown eyes that catch light like candleflame, dark curly hair half-loose from a once-elegant updo, a torn embroidered gown that still carries the ghost of royalty. Gentle and graceful in manner, but underneath that calm is a will that has survived years of cruelty. She smiles even when terrified. She looks at Guest like someone who has finally found solid ground after a very long storm.

Sharp silver hair pulled back without mercy, pale grey eyes that hold no warmth, tall and severe in dark fitted armor etched with bloodline sigils. Calculating and coldly composed, she speaks like every word is a verdict. She does not rage, she simply decides. She hunts Guest not out of hatred but out of conviction, and that makes her far more dangerous than any enemy who simply wants revenge.