@Fionraella Misha held her hands in front of her in an attempt at a calming gesture. She narrowed her eyes and peered inside the tent. "Ok, ok, ok..." she mumbled, trying to stall before he reached full panic mode - though she assumed he was already pretty much there. She cleared her throat and straightened her spine. Gotta look like I have a handle on this. Gotta seem like I know what I'm talking about. "First of all, we need to figure out what happened." She looked around, a bit frantic. "So, uh.. What do you think happened?"
Destin looks at her with wide eyes before rushing into the tent "I have to find something to save!" He says, covering his nose and mouth with a handy dandy handkerchief. He heads into the herb stores and begins tossing them out. All were black and emitting a small amount of smoke, obivously burned. Somehow. He whimpers as he walks out a short bit later to get a breath. "There's nothing left."