I learned enough to get by. I created a few balls of light that soared up into the clouds, and it was enough to get a passing grade.
(Willpower +3, Alchemy -2, Conjuration -2, Divination -2, Enchantment -2, Illusion +12, Summoning -2, Transmutation -2)
My days in the Academy were numbered; I only had one more year after this one. Perhaps this was the reason that I started thinking about romance.
My life as a wizard was going to take all of my time, so I decided that there was no place for love in my life at that time.
(Personality -3)
My studies in the tower didn't deal exclusively with magic. The royal wizard, Fraledan, was a great example. As the court mage, he was constantly being relied upon to know about the world around him in order to effectively advise the king. Sometimes a wizard's sagely knowledge was just as beneficial as their arcane power.