Fix Old Lady Callahan's leg

Margaret brought Anubis back to Old Lady Callahan's house, tied him up in the back yard, and went inside to see if the wheelchair bound woman needed anything else. Miss Callahan thanked her and assured her she'd done more than enough already.

"I look forward to being able to do for myself again though," the old woman added with a sigh.

"Perfect," though Margaret. She could test the ring and do her good deed for the day. She concentrated on Ms. Callahan's leg, imagining the bone fusing together and the muscles around it strengthening. The ring grew warm on her finger and she sensed power reaching out... but it didn't grab on to anything. Whatever was supposed to happen fizzled and died.

"What went wrong?" Margaret wondered. "Is it her? Did I do something wrong? Or... does the voice not thinking helping an old lady is amusing enough?" The idea of only being able to make mischief for some cosmic practical joker was disturbing. The thought of having massive power that only worked when she was making trouble, and how that power would change her, was downright terrifying. Margaret left in a hurry.