High Wizard Vey levitated the giant cauldron into the centre of the room, careful not to spill the boiling water inside it onto the floor. Flicking his shoulder-length black hair out of his eyes, he set it down and pulled out a handful of strange plants from the pockets of his sapphire-coloured robes.
As he sorted through them and separated them out into specific piles, Thordric, who was watching from behind, frowned slightly. He was quite the potion maker himself and so knew some highly unusual plants, but he had never seen any of these ones before. One in particular he wasn’t even sure was a plant; it looked as though it had been carved out of stone.
wasVey smiled as he saw Thordric staring. ‘It’s been petrified,’ he said, handing the plant to him so he could have a closer look. ‘It’s
