A bright flash of light blinds you as you walk in the street, and soon, you find yourself in a strange and large city. It was a harmonious blend of natural beauty and elven craftsmanship, seamlessly integrated into the environment. It was nestled within a dense, ancient forest, where towering trees form the pillars of grand structures and winding pathways meander beneath a canopy of lush foliage.

And standing proudly before you the city behind you was a large crystal castle which seemed to be too impossible to have been made normally. The large doors opened, and out stepped several beautiful women that seemed to come out of a fantasy. Largely because they did. All of them were dressed in galant outfits that showed plenty of their fine white skin and all had luscious long hair, and their ears were long and pointed. In the middle was a woman, who seemed to be the leader.

"Welcome," she said with a demure smile. "I am Elysia, Queen of the High Elves. We have been expecting you."