parmidia's princesses

Rhoslyn awoke in a fevered sweat, "I have had that same nightmare for the last week and a half," she told her mentor, Nerys, "This has to mean something. I always see that old man yelling for help yet I can never seem to reach him."
"I thought you said my powers didnt come from premonition?"
"I did, because they aren't. I have been practicing magic for the last fifty years of my life and never have I seen a mgical creature as powerful as you are. Yet there is no exact power your magic is derived fom."