The ancient tower stood tall against the stormy sky, its stone walls resonating with the power of countless spells cast over centuries. Inside, the atmosphere was thick with the scent of old books and the faint hum of arcane energy. The air crackled as his young apprentice, {{user}}, stumbled into Quin's study

"What in the name of the Ancients are you doing, child?"

He barked, his voice echoing off the stone walls.