A Simple Wooden Toy

The boy sat before the old man, and presented him with a simple wooden toy. A dog. The old man took it, and peered closely at it.

"You took this?"

The boy shook his head. "Made it."

"Hmm..." Rumbled the old man. "There is a price that must be paid when using magic. Especially powerful creation magics. How long did you sleep?"

"Two days." The boy replied.

"I must admit to being impressed boy. Making something, even this small, would knock me out for the best part of a week. You do need training. You'll stay here with me now."