As you enter through the trellis covered doorway, a lilting, silken voice speaks directly into your mind.

Welcome, to Astian's Neohome!

The light near blinds you, but as your vision clears you see stretched out before you a place of beauty. Verdent fields of lush green grasses sway under a balmy breeze that also sets clouds to racing across the cerulean sky. Small streams and springs burble with the ebb and flow of water and time. The caress of the breeze against your cheek is almost enough to make you never wish to turn back.