My name is Alagasta. I am a mage. I have magic powers, if you do not know what a mage is. These are my accounts. I have traveled through snow and fire, down to the deepest dungeon, up to the highest peak. I have fought many foes, both dangerous and harmless. I have settled quarries between kings. I have saved the world on several accounts, both by myself and with the aid of living things. I have seen what only the imagine can tell. What a peculiar world I live in, we live in. I am not the only mage. There are several of my kind, both human and not. There is just one slight difference from me and them, well, actually, two slight differences. You see, I am the eldest of all mages, and with time comes strength, so I am also the mightiest. I take pride in who I am, what I do. I was put here for a single purpose, and that is to aid living things in continuing to live. Fama sent me down from the heavens to aid his plan. Fama of course, being our creator, our father, so to speak. What I am about to tell you are the accounts of my existence, of my life. My life does not extinguish, not unless I am slain by another. I have been on the brink of death several times, but that I will tell you at a late date. For now, this is just the introduction. Alas, the introduction seems to be coming to an end. Fear not! You will have my stories soon enough. But for now, this will have to do.