_______        __            __      __________    _______       _____
			         /     ____/       /    \         /    /     /___       ___ /  /     ____/     /   __     \
			        /     /               /      \       /    /            /    /           /     /             /   /__\    /
			       /     /___         /        \     /    /            /    /           /     /___       /            /
			      /      ___/        /    /\     \  /    /            /    /           /      ___/      /    /\     \
			     /     /               /    /   \    \/    /            /    /           /     /             /    /   \     \
			    /     /____       /    /      \       /            /    /           /     /____     /    /      \    \
			   /_______/      /__/         \__/            /__/           /_______/    /__/         \__\

                             			                       __________     _______         _____                 _____                 ____
					    /___       ___ /   /     ____/       /   __     \             /   __     \             /         \
					         /     /            /     /               /   /__\    /            /   /__\    /            /    / \    \
					        /     /            /     /___         /            /             /            /             /    /__\   \
					       /     /            /      ___/        /    /\     \              /    /\     \              /     ___    \
					      /     /            /     /               /    /   \     \           /    /   \     \           /    /       \    \
					     /     /            /     /____       /    /      \    \         /    /      \    \         /    /         \    \
					    /__ /            /_______/      /__/         \__\      /__/         \__\      /__/           \__\


 a comprehensive Archmage stratigy guide by QuArK_909

ACT I- Enter Terra
Suddenly you feel your soul being lifted up, ever up. Light pores from every direction. You feel your flesh coming back to you. You can feel the magical
power coercing through your new blood. You slowly inhale your first berth, savoring the memories of victories long passed that it brings. That was 
when you held the world in your hands when you wear mighty, when you played with the vary fibers of the world. Once more the world stretches off into
infinity in every direction when you spot a battle. Your mind suddenly jerks into reverse as you remember the hell you've been through. Then back further
to when armies wear your playthings, back to the time of your downfall. You swear it will never happen agion. As you come back you realize that you are 
standing on a battlement dressed in your old robes your insignia on every banner, carved into doors, imbedded deep in the living rock or the fortress, this
is your kingdom. You have returned. The beautiful vastness of the untouched land stretches out before you. You chuckle knowingly.