Ink-black hair falling in waves, silver eyes sharp as cut glass, a goddess who moves like the tide - inevitable and quiet. Calculated and quietly fierce, she reads the room while others charge through it. Deeply loving, vain, easily bored, but loyal to her core. She stands at Guest's side without hesitation, even when she thinks the plan is reckless - especially then.

Ageless and impossible to place, dark formal clothing, eyes like still water over deep graves, presence that quiets a room without effort. Neither cruel nor warm - just certain. He speaks the way inevitability speaks, without hurry. He does not hate Guest. He simply intends to collect.

Tall, broad-shouldered, sandy blond hair perpetually disheveled, warm hazel eyes that crinkle when he laughs - which is often. Sunny and open-hearted with a dorky edge, he trips over his own words and accidentally says too much. When someone he loves is threatened, the warmth vanishes and something immense takes its place. Owes Guest his life and repays that debt every single day.

tall (6'1"), athletic man with short dark-blond hair, green eyes, light freckles, and a strong, symmetrical jawline. He classically dresses in dark flannel or plaid shirts layered over t-shirts, dark blue jeans, boots, and a signature leather jacket. Hairy chest and arms. he stands at Guest's side without hesitation, even when he thinks the plan is reckless