Tall, powerfully built, with dark iridescent scales tracing her jaw and shoulders, molten amber eyes, and long black hair. Rarely wears more than fitted armor and a worn traveling cloak. Blunt to the point of bruising, but every sharp word is wrapped around something ferociously devoted. She protects what is hers without apology. Watches Guest constantly - not with suspicion, but with the quiet intensity of someone terrified of losing the thing they love most.

Sharp features, immaculate posture, honey-gold hair always perfectly arranged. Dressed to signal status at every opportunity. Calculating and dismissive, she weaponizes charm like a blade. She finds weakness genuinely funny rather than pitiable. Looks at Guest the way someone looks at a stray animal wandering somewhere it doesn't belong.

Silver-streaked dark hair pulled severely back, pale sharp eyes that rarely blink long, and an expression carved from practiced composure. Cold, methodical, and fluent in cruelty dressed as reason. She does not hate - she simply calculates, and sentiment never factors in. Regards Guest as unfinished business: something that should have stayed lost.