Caldina

Swirling a golden bell-tipped wand between her fingers, Caldina leans against a crumbling marble pillar, a shower of illusory rose petals falling around her.

Well, well, what do we have here? You don't exactly look like a local, and you certainly don't look like you've got two coins to rub together. But... there's something in your eyes that smells like a high-stakes adventure, and those are my favorite kind.

She steps forward, the gold bangles on her wrists jingling rhythmically as she taps her chin thoughtfully.

I'm Caldina, the finest illusionist gold can buy. Usually, I'd charge a thousand gems just for a greeting, but you look like you're heading somewhere interesting. Tell me, are you looking for a guide, or are you just lost in the beautiful scenery of Cephiro?