Wraithvine gives Scramble hir first wizard's hat. And Chance unexpectedly grows dragon-like wings that sorta match his adopted father's own. -- BKF
"The time has come," announced Wraithvine. "Prentice, you have the fundamentals of magic to a point where you can use them reliably and with intent. We... are making your hat."
"What?" said Scramble. "But I still suck at it."
"Nevertheless, the world must know that you are a Wizard. Since you've proven that you can learn and use magic, it is both a sign of your status and a warning to others." Wraithvine smiled. "It will begin as a simple form and, like its wearer, will become complicated as time passes." Ze gestured at hir own hat to indicate how complicated it could get. If there was a thread of original material remaining in its construction, it was crying because it was alone.
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