The Astral seems empty and uninhabited. Its silence and calmness lulls you to sleep. But this is a deceptive feeling. Astral is deadly. Eboleths with their retinue, lords of psionic energies, guard monsters of the Ancients, a swarm of the Infected or terrible creatures of the Reaches - they will finish you off. Unless the dragonriders of Pandorum, the Veiled Maiden patrol, or one of the astral hunters like myself do this first. And only a madman would climb into the dark depths of the Astral Limit seething with energy storms. What are you looking for here, Cat?