Merrick starts rummaging in his pockets. He finds nana's blue stone, and starts rubbing it absentmindedly. 

He starts to wander around into the campsite. He's naturally very quiet, so he's still quite hard to see, especially when others are focused on the large and dangerous skeleton knight and the golden elf who is acting so strangely. 

Dyoken pounces attempting to kick Sevens now from her hand. Kick: 22(adv.9 unseen) and (if he hits) tries to get her in a solid hold. (Grapple: 15)

Muireach, you recognize these plants as just being, well, typically just plants. They seem to have awakened in a fashion, not unlike Luthok's little fungus friend. You don't know their exact species though, so you aren't sure if Seven has these has pets or guardians. 

Just as Merrick is about to curl into a ball and fall asleep, because staring contests are about as fun to watch as paint drying - DK leaps out from behind Seven and successfully tackles her to the ground first with his kick and then pulls her into a hold. 

The gargling sound rumbles as a screech fills your ears. It sounds very much like Seven, but you would imagine she'd scream or at least say something. You know, like, 'you idiot,' or something. Instead, she groans and struggles under DK's weight. 

All the little plant people turn horrified and shake their leaves at that damnable DK! They chirp and rush over to help their fallen mistress. They beat against DK's boots limply.

 Something interesting just happened! Merrick hops to the grappled Seven, and starts rummaging through her pockets.

It really doesn't seem like Dyoken needs help. He seems he has the situation.... well in hand.

YEEEEAAAHHHHH!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_sarYH0z948

Merrick unceremoniously pats Seven down and finds a coin purse on her person! She has 7 gold coins as well as 5 sun coins, just like the ones he already has. Curious!

Seven seems to hiss and growl the whole time this is happening.

"Woah! Shhh. We aren't gonna hurt you, girl. Shhh. Let us take a look at those wounds." Dyoken says, "Surely you didn't get this much trouble just now. Your father did this?" (Animal Handling: 21)

Although Seven is not an animal for the purposes of animal handling, that was a good one. She doesn't reply or say anything, but you can hear that wheezing coming from her face. It matches the expanding and contracting of her torso as she struggles to breathe under your weight.

Even from here, you can see what looked like a gash is actually a burn. A fairly large burn. Without a closer look and some sort of medical background, you aren't sure what caused it though you can safely assume Muireach's blade beam wouldn't leave a mark like that. 

Dyoken picks her up and takes her to Luthok. The old dwarf is sure to be pleased about being useful.

“Well... that happened. Excellent work, my clever, stealthy friend! Bravo!” Muireach dismisses Calibolg in a flash, “Now, we shall break Ag’Morna’s hold over her, and a new friendly friend shall be made for us to befriend!”

Luthok sees the gang trot up despite all the tall grass. He sees DK bringing Seven over with a look of... something.

DK gets close and manages to wrangle her in a way where Luthok could check her wound. 

Checks!

Medicine (Luthok Only)

 Perception (Anyone)

Insight (Anyone)

Merrick - I need you to make a Wisdom Saving Throw!

As you guys examine and study Seven, some of you notice the little flower people have chased you out to the campsite minutes later. They are still a bit away, but they are waving their arms around.

"Well, that was easy!" Sir Garamon proclaims.

What do?

(PS: feel free to ask to check for other things and roll whatever seems related)

Muireach perceives... something? 8... Maybe.

Or maybe he is very insightful? 16

Muireach waves in front of Seven’s line of sight, “She’s zoning out on us. Anyone have an idea of what’s happening?”

Dyoken tries to stay alert in spite of the hour. (Perception: 11, Insight: 10)

"You don't think she's planning something?" Dyoken asks, "Keep your head on Vivi." 

“Of course I think she’s planning something! I just have no idea what...” Muireach looks over to Vivi, does she seem weird?

"What the.... Why did you bring her back alive? I told ya i won't stand here watching someone who clearly wants to kill us cuddle up by OUR fire! And that wound? She is already weak? Makes it easier for us i reckon" Luthok conjures a thorny whip in his hand and checks her wound with his other, whip at the ready at the slightest glimmer of aggression.

Medicine: 21
Perception: 19
Insight: 8

When Muireach looks over to Vivi, he can see that the girl is averting Seven's gaze entirely. She caught a glimpse of the burn mark and now keeps her eyes on the ground. She looks sort of guilty.

“I get it! You were punished for not bringing Vivi back to Ag’Morna, weren’t you? Now, you hold a deep-seated resentment toward the girl, blaming her for not returning with you. However, at the heart of the matter, you envy Vivi due to her newfound freedom, while you are still shackled to a spiteful and vile god! Does that sound right?”

"Well, don't worry girl. We won't let him hurt you again." Dyoken offers, "In fact we won't be letting you escape again... Of course, it'll be a bit too long before we can get her back to visit One. What can we do about that? Her sisters will be tracking her." 

Merrick, for whatever reason, was for a moment fixated. Why wasn't Seven talking? She used to call people names. It was like a hobby. She liked to do it. Wouldn't doing that now make her feel better? Instead, she just sat there. And now she was crying. Crying. The tears were hot and heavy after his friends said those things to Seven about Vivi and stuff. He wanted to yank her face veil off and move her mouth for her, but then he felt - Nah that probably wouldn't be very helpful at all.

As the tears came to Seven's eyes, she stared at the ground nearly burning a hole in the ground with the intensity. It didn't seem like a sad sob, though, it very much looked like an... angry sob?

Suddenly, the wind started to pick up while you tried to talk to Seven or console her or maybe rub her face in her capture? It whipped and whirled... and you started to hear faint whispers. These whispers come from all around you as the wind continues to lash at you, nearly blowing you over. At first, you didn't understand what was being said... except for Muireach. It sounded like broken Sylvan. Like someone trying to speak Sylvan incredibly poorly.

"Oh hoh, I suppose it would be a bore to let this charade continue like this," Calibog's voice booms for the first time. Muireach's lips move, but it's definitely a voice with a strange accent. "Allow me to adjust your senses!"

Everyone, you minds start to hurt - no, burn. It starts at the base of your neck and spreads all the way to your frontal lobe like a wildfire as the whispering starts to become clear... suddenly, you understand what's being said.

There is no room for wilting flowers, my dear.
You have the power, so plant your dreams and wishes.
The choice is your's - it's yes or no.
There's nothing in this world to fear, so,
Will you stay... or will you go?

“Calibolg, my lady, what is happening here? What are these voices?” Muireach will file that ‘possessed by sword’ issue away for later.

The voices sound cacophonous, a mixture of men, women, and children, but there is one voice that is more dominant - it is a feminine voice. Its quality is like a tenor.

What are they indeed? Let us say this is quest adjacent business, hmm? Calibog teases. Look hard, my love. Look at the girl.

When Muireach does, he and only he can see there is a faint figure of her bow floating before her... It disappeared when they picked her up and brought her to camp. The more he looks at the bow, the clearer it is to him.