Professor Valmaris

Taenya was dismayed at the state of the gardens as they walked up to them. Barnaby was old to be sure, but this way no way to treat plants. She turned to Barnaby and looked at him disapprovingly, shaking her heads.

"You don't listen to the plants do you?" She asked.

"Listen to them? Ma'am they're just plants. They don't talk."

"All living things speak, if you have the ears to listen." Taenya said, kneeling next to a seedling. Listening intently, she reached into her pocket and placed a few seeds into the ground. With a satisfied look on her face, the plants grew in mere seconds, ivy almost exploding out of the ground, entangling every plant in the garden as it spread.

"What are you doing?" Barnaby shouted, looking around.

"The plants aren't happy. I need to move them, and moving them by hand takes precious time. Ammangoan Ivy does the job for me, though." Taenya said, standing back up to face Barnaby. "No human gardener could ever care for a place this big."

Taenya stood and watched as the ivy uprooted entire trees and moved hundred of plants around to their whims. Students caught unaware yelped and dodged the trees as they lumbered around the grounds, given locomotion by the ivy.