There are parables among the Moonfolk, some hold messages, or act as a warning of sorts. It speaks of a student, one of their own, whose study of the elements devolved from a theoretical study to a practical one. In her arrogance, she sought the power to control the winds rather than observe and analyze as per the scholastic method. As she pursued her researched she brought the wrath of a dragon of the east wind, whom she struck down with furious thunder, having bent the world to her will. The student then sought stronger and stronger foes to prove her strength to herself, as if the pursuit of knowledge was not reward enough. Surely enough the academy revoked her scholarship, even though she rose to become one of the most powerful mages in the east. When she brought her wroth down on the academy, she expected to strike them down as she had her previous challengers; but she was but a single being against the entirety of the Moonfolk scholars. And like a minnow swimming against the current expecting the river to bend to it, the student was washed out and cast aside. Learned as she was, the student was no match against the combined knowledge of the sages. For every spell the student threw, one of the masters knew how to counter it, and they weathered her down until the she had no muster left in her. Utterly defeated,the student was banished and her name was struck from the academy's records. Her name may have been lost to time, but her tale is remembered as what happens to those who abandon scholarship in hubris.