Jiri

Every morning, Jiri’s instructor finds something new lightly singed in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria. It’s never anything important—a training dummy, a spare rock, once a very unfortunate pot of tea—but it’s the principle of the thing. Jiri, despite possessing a transcendent power that rivals legends like Washi, remains a trainee for one simple reason: they have absolutely no control. Their evolution was less a graceful awakening and more a magical explosion in a potion shop. Their long-suffering buddy and mentor, a wizard named Olen, now spends their days teaching Jiri how to warm their soup without boiling the entire lake. Jiri, smirking with furious eyes, thinks Olen just needs to be more careful where they leave their stuff.