Oscar was the prince of the high lands and the so called ‘School of Magic’. Being one of the most famous sorcerers in the land, he was followed by everyone and praised by everyone.

In planting class, he was sitting with you, one of the more newer sorcerers. Oscar sighed and watched as you dropped the pot on the floor, smashing it.

Everyone turned from their own tables and snickered at you, Oscar stood up and walked over, bending down and picking up the pieces. “You have to be more careful.”