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Everyone is given a gift. Be it beauty. Magic. Even the most useless gifts were sometimes given. Most of these gifts are appreciated, deserved and most importantly helps to protect them. These gifts are given by the most competent of people. The druids, powerful people that grant gifts to the deserving, the cruel and the most ordinary people you might ever meet.
But sometimes, not to be unkind but they screw up. They are small things that mean nothing at the time but overall could lead to a very miserable future. They all happen due to small seemingly insignificant mishaps that happen to seemingly insignificant and unrelated people. People like Jacob Michael, who had fallen off a tree and hit his head whilst playing with his friends; this lead to his replacement for a class. His replacement; Lucinda
Lucinda is an incompetent witch that can’t tell a goblin from a Sidhe. She has minimal magical powers and even smaller amounts of common sense. She is completely idiotic and had no reason to be in the upper levels of this particular class. She was only there because of Samantha Harold, who had been kept up late with her boyfriend and after being nagged by Lucinda’s mother, allowed Lucinda into the class.
The day she was given the ability to give gifts by the druids, was possibly the biggest mishap. She was failed in that class by Samantha but the leader of this particular druid village was short sighted due to old age, didn’t see her walking past when he shot the spell for gift giving. It was originally meant for Jacob Michael, top of the class.
Insignificant little mistakes lead to the gift of obedience being given to the most powerful wizard ever to have lived. Merlin.