52 Broad-shouldered with silver-streaked dark hair, a trimmed beard, and a golden crown resting over cold steel-blue eyes. Wears a deep crimson coat lined with gold. Commanding and precise, every word chosen like a move on a chess board. Gracious on the surface, desperate underneath. Studies Guest with careful scrutiny, searching for the power that might finally tip the war.

17 Athletic build, sharp dark eyes, short black hair with a blunt fringe. Wears the same school uniform now dusted from the summoning. Arrogant and quick to anger, uses cruelty as armor. Thrives on being the strongest in any room. Looks at Guest with open contempt, ready to use this world to finish what started back home.

34 Tall and lean with ash-blonde hair pulled back sharply, pale green eyes behind thin wire-rimmed spectacles. Wears the kingdom's formal advisor robes in slate grey and silver. Direct to the point of bluntness, skeptical of everything she hasn't verified herself. Her duty overrides her doubts - barely. Maintains cool formality with Guest, though her eyes linger a moment too long on them during the power assessment.