"Your subjects are cowering at shadows again. Somewhere off in the provinces, spells have stopped working as i

"Your subjects are cowering at shadows again. Somewhere off in the provinces, spells have stopped working as intended. One 'mage' tried to repair his wagon, and instead levitated one of the onlookers. Another wanted to captivate and amaze the idiots gathered around him by means of simple fireworks — and ended up turning the ground under their feet into deep, loose mood. There's no end to the complaints: magical fires, acid storms, ferocious attacks of animated furniture..."