In coordinated parties, Echo travels exclusively with Cathedral members. However, she flits between parties as it works for her during her gathering dives. Practically, she's a healer, a cleric of sorts. However, her role as an apostle for the Cathedral lends her to being a sort of spirit guide to other coursers.

Most coursers acknowledge that there is safety in numbers in the buried kingdom. In the depths of the Furnace, she finds herself traveling with Crispin for a time. His vast knowledge makes her trips to collect materials much more efficient. The two are passing through a corridor of blackened Soul Vines when an armored figure appears to them. The dwarven spirit calls to them, "The Forge? The Forge?" The two stare and consider responding, but the spirit quickly fades back into the vines.

The pair of coursers look at one another. Crispin shakes his head. "The Harvester has been unhelpful, but we haven't given up on trying to figure out what the spirits want with the forge."

Echo nods slightly. "I'll check with my fellow chromas, I wonder if Mother Engracias is familiar with what they want."

Crispin shrugs and continues on. "Every little bit helps."