Toy-Maker

Yeah, that's right, you can creat ANY toy you can imagine, be it a giant fully functioning toy-train or a wooden sword, the only real limit to your power is your imagination!

After another few questions that range from your childhood relationship to your mother to your deepest fears (Why are Vehicles an option?) and other unimportant stuff you find yourself at the end of the registration form. The only part left is the punctuated line where your signature belongs. So you quickly, but cleanly, sign the form and as though the fate of the world depended on it (which it might, you never know) you run towards the front door, across the street and to the nearest post- station.

"Damn why does this thing have to be on the other side of town?" you mutter, as you arrive. "Then again I should be glad this shithole has one at all." On the last few steps towards the counter you notice your heart is pumping like crazy. "It's finally hapening isn't it?" you whisper, excited. While you hand over the letter and go home all you can think about is just what you are going to do when you're finally a registrated magic-user. Are you going to be a hero helping and inspiring hope wherever you can, or are you going to be a ruthless and greedy mercenary only using your powers for your own and the highest bidders good?

It's all up to you now...