"Wait, what?!" Hulwen manages to say before he is driven down into the puddle of blackberries, sputtering as he loses control of the telekinesis, trying to roll out of the way and hoping the steam of the berries covers him.
Spoiler: OOC(1d100)[72] if <20, miss.
(1d20+14)[16] Reflex Save
"What did you even PUSH OFF?!" he asks as he tries to pull away from the beard