Despite coming from a poor family Kep had always believed that his dream of becoming a Wizard would one day come true. Ever since he’d heard of magic it held a strong place in his heart, and something happened to him when he was young that he was sure was proof that wizarding was his destiny.

The thing is it’s almost impossible to explain magic to someone who isn’t a natural. It can be hard enough as it is explaining it to those born with talents. When Kep was a young boy he plucked a magical word straight out of thin air that belonged to him, and was his to use, even though he didn’t really know what that meant.

Finding magical words is a strong natural talent indeed.

He found it right at a moment when he thought he was about to die. Late one night a thief had snuck into the canvassed back part of his parents stall, where the three of them lived. The thief had woken Kep’s father and in the panic of the moment had cut his fathers neck. His mother had started to scream when the thief cut her silent too.