A chair appeared in the corner of the room, and the grand magister sat, closing his eyes,
"It's 6:13 now," He spoke. "You have time till 7:30 to make a potion. Begin."
Alden nodded. He stood before the table, observing the herbs.
'Those herbs,' Alden looked at the herb with fiery red petals. 'Fire blossom,' He touched the red petals of the herb. 'It is dead, uprooted. If alive, the herb can burn me slightly. But even though it is uprooted, I can feel warmth from the petals.' He let go of the herb.
He touched the ginseng and lifted it. 'A ginseng. It is my first time seeing those rare, amazing, and expensive herbs up close.' He looked at the blue grass. 'Moonlight grass.'
'The fire blossom burns and expels impurities. The ginseng benefits the bones. Moonlight grass mixes them and their effects. The fire mushroom burns impurities.'
'What potion do I make?' Alden wondered.
