Houran

Houran never earned their power through dusty tomes or arcane study. They were a merchant in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, far more interested in turning a profit than poring over prophecies. Their childhood friend, Kiyoto, a much more dedicated scholar, gifted them an old wizard staff as a joke, which Houran promptly used to prop up a wobbly table at their market stall. One day, while trying to sell a 'self-polishing' rock, Houran theatrically waved the staff and shouted the first impressive-sounding phrase that came to mind. It happened to be the trigger for a dormant spell in a nearby monolith. The rock didn't polish; it bathed Houran in a surge of pure, accidental magic. Kiyoto insists it was a fluke, but Houran just smirks, convinced of their own genius.