Plant Control
Spell, Elemental Magic, level 3
Reshapes a block of vegetation in one of four ways: grow it into a barrier, part it to clear a path, mold it into useful shapes, or make it entangle creatures.
From the book
The caster works on a 10x10x10 ft. block of vegetation and picks one of four effects. The first makes ordinary plants grow so thick that they block the way: trees and shrubs form a true barrier, while weeds and grass become a hindrance, and anyone trying to get through must hack or burn a path. The growth can be laid out as a wall, ring, square or any other enclosure; cutting through a shrub or tree barrier takes 1-20 minutes, and burning takes half as long.
The second makes overgrown tangles draw apart to leave an open trail or clearing. The third bends plants into useful shapes, such as trees into huts, vines into rope bridges or ladders, or shrubs into human-like figures, though nothing gains the power to move. The fourth makes the vegetation seize anyone standing in it. A victim with Strength below 15 cannot break loose at all; stronger victims need 10 minutes, less 1 minute for every point of Strength over 15. There is no save.
At a glance
- Area
- 10x10x10 ft. of vegetation
- Option 1
- Makes plants grow into a barrier; hacking through shrubs or trees takes 1-20 minutes, burning through half that
- Option 2
- Part tangled vegetation to clear a path or area
- Option 3
- Shape vegetation (huts, rope bridges, ladders, man-like forms); no animation
- Option 4
- Entangle creatures; Strength under 15 cannot escape, others take 10 minutes (-1 minute per point of Strength above 15)
- Save
- None
- Spell type
- Non-variable
A scene
Four goblins had slipped past the border of Broceliande and were cutting across a bramble thicket toward the tree houses. Ithilwen, an elven druidess, laid her palm on the nearest thorn stem. The whole thicket clenched like a fist. Brambles whipped around ankles, wrists and throats and hauled the goblins down among the thorns, where they thrashed and swore and could not tear loose. Ithilwen sat on a root to wait for the wardens. A troll might have wrenched itself free in time. Goblins never would.