Just an ordinary woman in a small village, suddenly taken away from her home to a long, long journey… Sounds like something that everyone hopes for himself, something else, something… well, adventurous, doesn’t everyone want something like that?
A man with a thorn tattooed on his cheek, maybe a slight smile on his lips and a strange look in his eyes should never be trusted… If they still do this, they have probably met Ferian, a man with a thorn tattooed on his cheek and almost always a little twinkle in his eyes. He is very polite, you can’t blame him for being rude. He just… Well if it suits him better, he will just eliminate all the problems in his way.
For those familiar with cantrips, you know they are minor acts of magic that have hardly any noticable effect on the world. For example a cantrip to make your food taste better won't heal you any more, or be any more nourishing, just won't make it so hard to get it down. A light cantrip certainly won't be able to blind or even distract anybody, but you might be able flash it to signal someone looking at the right spot.
What if children's nusery ryhmes were a form of cantrip? Like the "Rain, Rain, go away, come again another day." One child singing it wouldn't do more than spare her house a couple raindrops, but what if the whole village got together and was chanting in unison? Each one doing just a bit might actually be able to divert a whole storm...