As a magizoologist, Una was quite adept at making a variety of salves and other concoctions meant to help aid the recovery of different animals. She actualy quite fancied herself something of a herbalist. Unfortunately, when it came to potions, she tended to mix things up. It wasn't that she wasn't smart, she just always seemed to get ahead of herself and was a bit impatient. As a result, she tried to leave any potion making for needed remedies to others if she could help it.
That day, was not to be one of those days. It seemed that the ornery old winged tiger had come down with something of a cold, at least that's what it appeared, and needed a special drought to remedy a rather rough cough the creature was exhibiting. Try as she could, Una had been unable to track down another of the magizoologists to help with the potion so she was left to her own devices.
Glancing at the open potion book next to her, she turned to glare back at the potion she was slowly brewing before her. "Potion should be a light shade of green with a subtle sweet smell," she sound out loud to herself as her nose wrinkled at the not so sweet smell and almost putrid green colored concoction before her. "Well blast it all," she grumbled while scanning over the directions once again in hopes of figuring out what she'd done wrong so she could attempt to remedy it. Hopefully someone that knew what they were doing when it came to potions would come along and offer assistance. She was out in the open by the tiger's exhibit, after all.
That day, was not to be one of those days. It seemed that the ornery old winged tiger had come down with something of a cold, at least that's what it appeared, and needed a special drought to remedy a rather rough cough the creature was exhibiting. Try as she could, Una had been unable to track down another of the magizoologists to help with the potion so she was left to her own devices.
Glancing at the open potion book next to her, she turned to glare back at the potion she was slowly brewing before her. "Potion should be a light shade of green with a subtle sweet smell," she sound out loud to herself as her nose wrinkled at the not so sweet smell and almost putrid green colored concoction before her. "Well blast it all," she grumbled while scanning over the directions once again in hopes of figuring out what she'd done wrong so she could attempt to remedy it. Hopefully someone that knew what they were doing when it came to potions would come along and offer assistance. She was out in the open by the tiger's exhibit, after all.
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Una is a Metamorphmagus and can therefore change her appearance.
She is also an American but has a kinda odd accent that is predominately American with a random mix of other places she's visited for extended times.
Una is a Metamorphmagus and can therefore change her appearance.
She is also an American but has a kinda odd accent that is predominately American with a random mix of other places she's visited for extended times.
