Taman Stormwind
Wizard/4
Taman Stormwind quickly uttered a spell under his breath as the glass jar full of a sickly colored, roiling liquid fell off its perch on the top dark oak shelf. The jar slowed, then halted its fall, inches above the head of the very old and wrinkly assistant.
"Fumblemore." groaned Taman as he hurried through the disorganized mess called his lab to see if his assistant was okay. "What have I told you before over and over. Never animate constructs in the 'fragile' area of the lab."
The slightly senile Fumblemore muttered a few apologies as he quickly swiped what looked like a small humanoid figure out of the air, barely missing knocking over even more jars filled with more vicious looking fluids. Some of the jars were big, holding well over a gallon of mysterious fluids, while some were so small that even a mouse could not fit inside. The liquids were in all colors of the rainbow, odd objects like a piece of wood that was forever alight, or gasses that may or may not be leaking past their seals.
One jar filled with a sparkly blue fluid, unnoticed by both master and assistant who were discussing remedial lap safety lessons, teetered precariously on the very corner of the highest shelf. The jar slowly, as if in slow motion, fell off the shelf towards Fumblemore. Taman glanced up just in time to see the jar fall but not in time to cast a spell to stop it. Without thinking he thrust his right hand out, shoving Fumblemore out of the path of the falling jar. The jar collided with Taman's hand, shattering on impact dousing Taman's hand in the blue liquid. Taman's face screwed up in pain before relaxing as he fell unconscious, his hand being reduced to ash before his horrified assistants eyes.