As Azurina Prismara emerges from the earth, her crystal-covered form shimmering in the light, she would straighten, brushing off the last bits of soil from her hair. Her luminescent eyes would lock onto the person before her, and with a serene yet commanding presence, she’d say in a calm, melodic voice “ where is this place?" "Was this here when I first got here?" "I am Azurina. And you Are?”