ID:12833 CD: 2
Materials: 32
Mari sighed, clearly agitated at her previous faux paux. It was enough agitation to cause her to knock over her cauldron of bubbling salve as she was cleaning around it. "Oh for f**k....screw this..." She muttered, as she shook her arm - the salve had landed on it, and she was covered in a minty green ooze. She started wiping it off her arm and then the bench. Mari was pissed and a part of her just wanted to up and leave - but her meticulous trait just wouldn't let her, not until the entire bench was pristine and clean once more.