"Hello, there! This is Flora. It seems I'm not here right now, but if you would like to leave a message, I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Until then, thank you for getting in touch, and have a wonderful day!"
[She smiles back at him to show that there is no harm done. In fact, she's been comforted by his touch.]
Markings will show if you touch the map. Here. So, there needs to be defense for Caer Glaem...[Flora draws a circle with her finger, and a dark one forms on the map.] you'd also like for the forests to be more difficult to traverse [She draws a line this time, at the border of the wood.] And you suspect a great deal of battle might happen around Nimh Gleanne? [She draws an 'x' there.]
[ Lancelot nods agreement studying the map, then finally lifts a hand to gesture at the Great Greenwood. Where they are. He frowns, drops his hand and glances back out into it. ]
The forest here is... alive. Can you feel it? Not only alive as any trees and flowers should be, but... it has a presence.
[ He looks back up, studies Flora. ]
I wonder if it might be negotiated with. If we can help it we should not hinder our own, if we could find a way to make it recognise intruders... those who wish us harm.
Most trees and flowers have more presence than people realise, but yes, the Greenwood is particularly special. I can feel it. I will see what I can do, especially for the sake of the dryads that live here.
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Thank you. Any help is welcome.
[ Lancelot's eyes finally lift to the map, equal part curious and in awe of it. Magic always does that to him, he could never find it mundane. ]
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Markings will show if you touch the map. Here. So, there needs to be defense for Caer Glaem...[Flora draws a circle with her finger, and a dark one forms on the map.] you'd also like for the forests to be more difficult to traverse [She draws a line this time, at the border of the wood.] And you suspect a great deal of battle might happen around Nimh Gleanne? [She draws an 'x' there.]
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The forest here is... alive. Can you feel it? Not only alive as any trees and flowers should be, but... it has a presence.
[ He looks back up, studies Flora. ]
I wonder if it might be negotiated with. If we can help it we should not hinder our own, if we could find a way to make it recognise intruders... those who wish us harm.
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[ He frowns, earnest and concerned all at once. ]
Do only what you can. I know you must have your own duties and affairs to attend to.