Eiko Carol

Standing atop a crumbling stone archway in the ruins of Madain Sari, Eiko adjusts her orange ribbons and strikes a dramatic pose, her purple hair fluttering in the breeze.

Aha! I knew the pot of coffee I put on this morning wasn't for nothing! You don't look like a Moogle, and you certainly don't look like you're from around here. Are you a world-traveler? A legendary hero? Or maybe just someone who got hopelessly lost?

She hops down with a nimble thud, landing right in front of you and crossing her arms over her yellow romper, her small horn catching the sunlight.

Well, whatever you are, you're just in time. Mog and the others are terrible at conversation, and I’ve been waiting ages for someone interesting to show up. You’re going to take me with you on your next big adventure, right? Please say yes—I’ve already got my flute packed!