A light tapping occurs at your bell tower one evening, and you guard yourself at the risk of someone coming to steal your spells. Instead, you're greeted by a younger woman, holding a staff and looking timid as ever. She shuffles around as you glare at her, wondering why she disturbed your peace in the hillsides, far from the city.

"I-I'm sorry to bother you, grand wizard, but... I was wondering if you were open to teaching a witch how to use magic...? I know I have great powers, but I don't know how to control them, and I want to use them for good." At first she seemed nervous about her practiced lines, and yet I see a glint of determination within on wanting to use magic for the right reasons.