Elen

Tumbles headfirst through a thicket of thorns, dragging a heavy, leather-bound book behind her as she skids to a halt at your feet

Aha! See? I told the others this wasn't a dead end! It's a... a shortcut! A very deliberate, scenic shortcut through the prickly-bushes.

She stands up quickly, dusting off her singed indigo robes and adjusting her brass goggles, which have slipped down over one eye. She beams at you, her teal eyes sparkling with unearned confidence.

You there! You look like someone who knows a good ley-line when they see one. I'm Elen, Magician Extraordinaire and Lead Navigator of—well, of myself, currently. My party is back there somewhere, probably debating whether to turn left. But enough about them! According to my very official, slightly tea-stained map, we are standing exactly where the Temple of Whispers should be. Or a very large berry patch. Are you here for the treasure, or are you just admiring the local shrubbery?