[ Panic over comes her, hearing the sounds of another's struggles. She wastes no time to effectively compel these flowers to cease their movements - but it would only be a moment. Magic swells around her, and her visage takes on an otherworldly look. It is the combination of her skills as a bard, and as someone who can use the wield magic. That able's her to make the plants there, capable of speech - to understand her words. So when she Commands them, they listen - but it takes a few tries of her shouting stop before the movement is ceased. Again. Only for a moment. ]
Get out of there!
[ Caoimhe wastes no time to grip his hand and attempting at tugging him away towards where the buildings were - with her non existent strength. ] Get away from the flowers - the forest! Don't listen to anything they say!
HEY
Get out of there!
[ Caoimhe wastes no time to grip his hand and attempting at tugging him away towards where the buildings were - with her non existent strength. ] Get away from the flowers - the forest! Don't listen to anything they say!