Yasmina thought it'd be a lark to enter a Potion Brewing Competition. That is until she turned up and realized she was shit at potions and hadn't made a speck of effort to try and brush up on her skills. Woops.
Dubiously, she began work on a herbicide potion, not entirely certain she knew what the word 'herbicide' even meant. This could only go well. After a while in which nothing thankfully blew up, Yasmina raised a hand and then gestured at her cauldron. "That's as good as it's getting." She thought it looked okay but she couldn't see that anyone else was done and started to second guess herself.
Dubiously, she began work on a herbicide potion, not entirely certain she knew what the word 'herbicide' even meant. This could only go well. After a while in which nothing thankfully blew up, Yasmina raised a hand and then gestured at her cauldron. "That's as good as it's getting." She thought it looked okay but she couldn't see that anyone else was done and started to second guess herself.
