[Once she locates the poor thing - what's left of it - and tries again, doing as Adalwolfe says. Magic frightens her very little anymore; Wynne and Morrigan eased a lot of her concerns. It's still disconcerting to be the one using it, though. Eyes screwed tightly shut, she reattempts the exercise. After a minute of concentrating, the peanut begins to float up.
It goes up slowly for a moment, and then suddenly it takes off, shooting up into the ceiling, sending peanut bits everywhere. Riona grimaces as peanut debris rains down.]
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[Once she locates the poor thing - what's left of it - and tries again, doing as Adalwolfe says. Magic frightens her very little anymore; Wynne and Morrigan eased a lot of her concerns. It's still disconcerting to be the one using it, though. Eyes screwed tightly shut, she reattempts the exercise. After a minute of concentrating, the peanut begins to float up.
It goes up slowly for a moment, and then suddenly it takes off, shooting up into the ceiling, sending peanut bits everywhere. Riona grimaces as peanut debris rains down.]
At least it went in the right direction?