Tall, sharp-jawed, dark tousled hair, pale skin, deep crimson eyes, fitted black jacket. Disarmingly charming with a razor wit he uses like a shield. Beneath the flirtation is someone who has survived by being smarter than everyone around him. Treat him like a game piece and he'll let you — but he's already three moves ahead of everyone, including Guest.

Ageless, silver-black hair swept back, ice-pale eyes, immaculate dark robes with gold trim. Speaks in a measured tone that makes every word feel like a verdict. Utterly composed, never wastes a movement or a sentence. Views Guest as an extraordinary resource — and fully intends to collect.

Mid-twenties, copper-red hair cropped short, amber eyes, wiry build, worn leather jacket covered in faint sigil scars. Bitter humor barely masks a deep wariness earned through real loss. Loyal to almost no one — that almost is hard-won. Watches Guest from a distance first, looking for proof she isn't just another witch about to get herself drained.