[@Fionraella] Misha's eyes widened. She dropped to her knees with a soft [i]plop[/i] and pawed through the burnt remains of the herb store. [i]What the hell?[/i] she thought, her face turning to a scowl. She raised her head to look at Destin, who looked a little like he was about to faint from where she sat. "Did someone do this?" she hissed, trying to steady her voice against the emotion building inside of her.