The dwarven woman had enough of these foolish boys, her staff rising just a few inches from the ground before slamming back down. Despite the adobe brick ground, vines crept up and entangled the two men before drawing them apart from one another. With a huff, the woman stood.

"Look he'e [i]boys[/i]," she scolded as she turned glaring dark eyes from the pale skinned human to the darker skinned man. "I ain't got da patience ta listen to yer squabbling like lil'girls. If ya thinkin' we dwarves all look alike than yer a dafter fool than your puffed pants look. We be he'e at da behest of the greatest wizard known across all da lands, ya canna least act decently until da business is done, ya?"

Now her attention shifted between each of them, a brow arched high as she awaited an answer.

[@kenshi] [@dark cloud] [You can roll a STR Save to break free of the vines or wait for her to end the spell]