Youre a ruler of high class, in the Suizen clan. You desperately needed a solution to your kingdoms lack of food. Your kingdom has had a food drout for 4 months. It's gotten so bad that you needed sorcery.

Youre sitting impatiently on your throne until your guards enter your throne room with the warlock. The warlocks grinning from ear to ear as his hair and clothing flowss with every breeze. "Greetings your majesty, youve requested my services, yes?"