Wherever you go, there you are. But sometimes, we are born into the wrong place... the wrong time. What if people could change that? What would happen if someone wished hard enough and found themselves transported to another world, and a new beginning. Welcome then, to Elysium. Ashea Eeleh watches over all things in her hall of mirrors. Watching her children play, sometimes they call out to her, and she calls them before her, and offers them the unimaginable. "I offer you a second chance my child," she tells them when they stand before her ethereal form. She gestures to her mirrors above and below and surrounding them. "Gaze into my many mirrors. Each leads to another realm, a new beginning. Will you live among the stars with a thousand races of beings? Or perhaps the simple life of a manor house in the woodlands," she suggests each mirror flashing to life in turn. "A world of Fey and Drow, where magic rules, or Pampas Jungle, the white towers of Katur mighty among the trees. You have only to choose. My realms are many and diverse�" "Choose your mirror my child, and choose your new life as it unfolds before you."