Current Age: Twenty As far as I can remember my family as been cursed when dealing with magic. The mother of my mother was a low level sorcerer called Esna. I say low level because nobody wanted to take her as an apprentice, something about wild magic and having no control over her own power. So she decided to teach herself by spending most of her day watching wizard and sorcerer and reading whatever she could found about magic. Esna wasn’t able to do much with her magic, but she new a lot for a simple peasant. One evening, while my mother was asleep, she was sitting down and getting ready for her daily reading, as she lit a candle using one of the few magic spells she could actually perform. Something went wrong and the flame grew out of proportions and out of control. It did not take lon