Broken Antler Fen [BWP] Why is Jim treating the magician poorly?

BWP Icewind -- Prologue

She'd noticed it throughout the day. Dark, foreboding clouds rolling into the land. Even now, when they blended into the darkness of night, she still knew they were there—she could not see the moon or stars. It was impossibly black, hard to see farther than in front of her nose, and she sat outside the dens her family had created here, looking upward.

What was coming? In summer, those clouds brought rain. Lilitu had endured the wet season; it grew tiresome after some time, but the puddles were fun, she supposed.

Was it to rain once more? She missed the sun. And unlike the summertime, nothing was vibrant and everything had gone quiet. The birds had fled. Even the bugs were silent. The world was a tapestry of browns and grays and the occasional dirtied alabaster of snow disturbed by curious feet.

Something was coming. Lilitu felt it in her bones. And she crossed her paws in front of her now, as if she were waiting for its arrival. She lifted her chin, staring ahead. Bring it on, she thought, heedless of the karmic chaos her challenge could create.