Karren finished a fairly basic grilled cheese sandwich with a pile of poorly chopped leafy vegetables and headed for the table looking proud of herself. She offered Whisperia a bite while Arlokk sighed.<span style="color: #336600"> "You cooked that using magic, Karren. You have a cat tail just like Whisperia. Your powers respond to your desires, not stupid hand movements and words. You're not a mage, you're the daughter of a god, you're only a mage because you think you are."</span>Karren looked at Arlokk and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"That doesn't make any sense, how can I be that?" </span>Arlokk rubbed his forehead and looked to Whisperia for ideas.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>