"Ugh, what did I expect?" In the town of beginnings, our wanna be wizard is currently sitting on the steps of a shop, with the sun beating down on him. His sweat is pouring and he seems a little dehydrated. "I mean, what should I have expected? It's that time of year again and I wish it would just cool down... Maybe a spell would help?" Pulling out a piece of chalk, he starts to draw on the ground, just for a pop up of <<Immortal Object>> to shatter any plans for a wit